I knew a man who just finished up in Europe and was being shippied to the Pacific when the bomb fell----he was very grateful too.
See my post #8.
Just like my uncle in the Big Red One. Their number had been called for OLYMPIC. He'd survived dragging an M-1 through the entire ETO from TORCH to Tunisia to Sicily to Normandy (they arrived on D-Day +2, I think), Aachen and the Huertgen Forest, and he told my dad later he didn't like his odds in an invasion of the Home Islands of Japan. Harry Truman bailed him out bigtime.