No stories but I had another uncle who was a Marine. He joined a year before Pearl Harbor and intended to stay in after the war but his mother and sisters kept begging til he relented and got out.
He was all over the Pacific but would never talk about it. When asked what he did he said he was a typist and didn't do anything. I never believed it and later read several things that said that was typical of those who had seen the worst.
When he returned he would often take his rifle, his cot, and several fifths of whiskey and go spend a week or two in the swamp by himself. He lived until his seventies but died an alcoholic.
That's the sad part,my dad was an Aviation Machinist's Mate.
He didn't tell me that,I found it in a old news clip of my dad and mom's engagement,he's still alive,we don't talk much.