My father was a WWII vet who wouldn't talk about the war. One of his duties was to provide photographic documentation of some of the battles. My family came across some photos after he passed that he kept hidden away. What was shown was unimaginable horror. I always felt that there is no way one could honor the WWII vets properly for what they went through. I frequently think of my dad and the other WWII vets' sacrifices when I see how our current world seems to take so much for granted.
