Greatest generation, my Dad and one of his two brothers were WW2 Vets(the youngest brother was too young), also on my mom's side four of her six brothers were in Europe theater. They signed up, did what they were assigned (one was a decorated sniper, two wounded in action, two in airborne) none of them bragged or even talked about what they did (I didn't know one was shot up on D-day until as a child I saw his scars and asked my mom about it, my Dad's wound was the same story with minimal story shared, letters and metals discovered after they passed). Honorable men that did what was needed for their country that returned home and made lives and families, quiet heroes are my favorite. Greatest generation, all of mine are passed now and I miss and admire them all.