My dad was in Okinawa at the end of WWII. Didn’t see any action. The one story we heard is about a cliff that the Japanese jumped from rather than surrender. Lots of bones at the base. My dad – the most mild mannered person you would ever meet – picked up a finger bone as a souvenir. It seems extremely odd that he would have done this – completely out of character. Luckily, it got lost in transit.

Man, I wish I could get a donut named after me.

Lots of war stories from my family too — about WWI and WWII. Too many and too long to relate here, but maybe i’ll tell you next time I see you Lazy….

My grandpa fought in WWII. We never heard stories. My dad knows the most stories about his father-in-law. My mom never heard them because my grandma always insisted “No one wants to hear your war stories!” My mom often regrets not saying, “But I do!”

On the good side, since his death we found letters he and his brothers sent from the battlefields. It gives a little sense of what they went through.

Amazing story. My mom just told me the other day about her father (who I never met) – he would NEVER talk about what he did in WWII, but knew he was stationed in Hawaii and he slept with a gun nearby every night.

Check out http://www.ancestry.com/military – you may be able to find cool things about your Pa (it is free until Nov 13th)