My wife (good Scottish Lass that she is esp for putting up with yers truly) lost her Grandfather in the Blitz in Glasgow, and an Uncle the day after peace was declared, killed by an angry German sniper.

All of my uncles were either in Europe for the war, or the South Pacific. My father joined the Army in 1940, trained countless bomber crews much to his frustration in not going.

My stepfather was captured by the Japanese on Corregidor, the tales, the tales.

If it comes, let it. I prefer not to harm others, but I will not sit by and have family, friends or neighbors harmed.