My connection across time for WWII is my family, and the different way it affected those who were involved. During World War II my Grandfather was a part of the 143rd Seabees. The Seabees were a part of the Navy, stationed in the Philippines. In the Philippines my Grandfather built bases for ships and airplanes. He never saw any of the "action" in war, and has told me that it really felt like any other construction job he has done except it was in another country. World War II didn't really affect my Grandfather; he went, did his job, and then came home. My Uncle Tommy, on the other hand, was an ambulance driver during the war. That's all I know about the war from him, according to my Grandfather he saw too much during the war. It is interesting how war can affect people, just by the job that they were given. Growing up I always knew that it was okay to ask Pappy about the war, but it was something to never mention in front of Uncle Tommy.
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