I have a far greater respect for my grandfather these days than I did when he was living. He spent a good bit of the winter under fire and trapped during the battle of the bulge.
He was a radioman who became an electrician when he returned stateside and eventually became an electrical inspector.
Same here! My grandfather was in the battle of the bulge too. He told me stories about it when I was a kid, but I was too young to really understand the significance of what he was telling me. I was 13 when he died, so my time with him was brief. I so wish I could talk to him about it now. My father was in Vietnam, but I he will never talk much about it, even when you try to get him to. What little he HAS told me was pretty bad.