My Scout Master as a boy was a POW held by the Japanese in WWII. He didn’t talk about this detail of his history to the troop, but it became known to the older boys.
While not achieving Eagle myself, I spent 13 years as an adult Scouter taking my tow sons through the program and found it the most rewarding experience I had for that time.
I had a similar experience.
One father was a Bataan Death March survivor. Another was an Underwater Demo scuba diver (the precursor to the SEALs I believe.) My Dad was an Intelligence Officer, and another dad was a flier in Europe.
If, and it was rare, you could get them to start telling stories it was amazing. You did not want to hit the rack. Not always because it was so exciting. But sometimes because it was so horrible.
Campfires do something to men. They see ghosts in them.