My maternal grandfather worked in the postal exchange in the Atlantic Navy. Nice work, if you can get it.One of his brothers was a submariner. The other was a real hero, he was a paratrooper and dropped into Normandy on D-Day. He got a Silver Star because he and his guys defended a convent from the Nazis when they tried to pull out through their grounds. As my mom's family is all Catholic, of Irish descent, so as you can imagine in my family, he achieved diety status. He was even knighted by the pope.
My paternal grandfather was actually rather old. He fought in WWI in the infantry. I know he was at Verdun and a couple of other places, he was really, really quiet on the details. By the time WWII came around, he was in his 40s and had just gotten married and had a kid, so he got an exemption.
A man I grew up calling Grampa (very close family friend) was a radioman on a B-27 crew. Flew 35 sorties.
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