All the photos of my dad in Korea were of him surrounded by smiling chocolate-covered faces kids.
That’s pretty much what he answered when I asked what he did in the war and my grandma sent him boxes of candy constantly., thinking he was eating it all.
Come to find out years later, what he really did was drive ordnance trucks to the front lines.
He saw things and did things but all he talked about was how much the little kids loved to get candy every time his delivery from grandma arrived.
I miss him so much, especially now.
I know what You mean.