[Darksheare]

Neither can I.
Like I said, he'd joke and laugh about everything else.
Then his tone would change and he's look so wierd and he'd talk about this kid. He had no choice, the kid pulled a Luger. But that didn't matter to him, a kid was a kid.
Nevermind that he was a kid himself. He'd lied about his age to join up.
(He was a character. He was told to carry the radio. He did. The Cap told him to call out on it. He said, "Can't sir." Captain goes, "Why not?" Grandpa goes, "It's carrying ammo." Grandpa had been knocked to the ground a few times following his Cap. The radio had been shot. Grandpa died recently. So I only have my inperfect memory of his re-tellings, and Mom's memories of him speaking.)

[MistyCA]

I am sorry about the loss of your Grandpa. I can imagine that there are times when memories are overwhelming...the visions held within one's mind are there for a lifetime. War is hell.