Oh I am, MistyCA, truly.
Over the years, I've gotten my parents to relate their "war stories" to me. All I can tell you is, neither of them has yet related the truly "intimate" story of their experience in this most worthy public project. For various reasons, Mom and Dad saved that for their kids.
Dad doesn't want to elaborate on his personal experiences in wartime. He'd give you the facts and figures anytime. But there is a personal reaction/experience involved here that we must not question too closely. Having spoken with him on this subject over a couple of decades by now (at least), I gather he never got over the death of beloved comrades in arms. To this day, he continues to hold God "personally" responsible for this terrible loss....
My mother, on the other hand, is not an "intellectual." Instead (IMHO), she has a great gift of intuition, married to common sense. If you were to ask my Mom about the "war stories" she didn't tell in the Veterans History Project, it would have to do with certain Hollywood celebrities. (This kind of stuff rarely gets into the "official" record.....)
Anyhoot, Mom wasn't with a "MASH"-type hospital. She was affiliated with an advanced surgical facility fairly well removed from the front lines. The "MASH" types sent their survivors to her. And she gave them (I am absolutely convinced) superlative care. Some of her patients were Japanese POWs. I gather she didn't have a different standard of professional (humanitarian) care for them -- even though a lot of her "Jap" patients initially thought they were about to be killed by "the enemy," at her hands, no less....)
But being removed from the "front line" was not a survival guarantee, not even for female Navy nurses, who were only there to give care. Mom tells the story of a lieutenant of nurses killed by a Japanese sniper late at night, while on a routine latrine call....
Anyhoot, the best stuff (from the prurient POV maybe!) Mom ever reported was in relation to various Hollywood celebrities that -- to their eternal credit -- stood up and allowed themselves to be counted during WWII. (I wonder if we could muster such a fine contingent of patriots out of present-day Hollywood...).
A lot of the celebrity types were flyers, joined to the various services. Where Mom was, the accent was on Naval flyers. Mom met a whole lot of Hollywood types there -- who were there simply to serve their country, not for purposes of "self-glorification" or self-agrandisement at all.
Of these men, there was one in particular whose company my Mom enjoyed on a fairly regular basis, for as long as these sorts of things last in wartime.
Lest you suppose the worst about my Mom, please let me elaborate. The local nurses were so hot for this guy (MEGA Hollywood star) that the poor man -- being homosexual -- just wanted to spend a peaceful evening with an understanding female -- so as to have a pretext to ditch the ravenous females that were gathering all about him, for assuredly nefarious purposes....
We should listen to our parents. They have such interesting tales to tell.... IMHO, FWIW :^)