Interesting.
I recently showed my father a book about the 132nd field artillery (in which he served) and he ran across the name of his foxhole buddy (who had been killed a month after my father was captured).
Sixty years later, when my father saw the name of his buddy, he started to cry. It was a lifetime ago; yet, for my father, it was as if it was yesterday. The bond of brothers in arms is unbreakable.
Thank you for posting this.
Did enjoy...thank you.