Yep. After Normandy, my dad and his boat were on the way to the Pacific to prepare for the invasion of Japan, when the war ended.
I had the pleasure of working with a man who was in a similar circustance when the bomb was dropped, training for the landing that was expected to cost a million lives. Interestingly enough, we were working at the factory in Oak Ridge where the uranium for Little Boy was separated. After being discharged and going to school, he said that was the only place he wanted to work. He was certain the bomb saved his life. Being raised locally to Oak Ridge, he said we was quite a celebrity in his unit... one of the few folks who knew where Oak Ridge was.