After my father passed away last year, I talked to a man who had been in Army basic training with him. They were in basic when Japan surrendered. They too were overjoyed, because they were training to go to Japan. They both ended up in occupied Germany instead. Without "the big one" neither I nor my siblings, our children or grandchildren might be here. While none of us might be especially famous or well-known, I like to think the world is a bit better off with us than without us.
My uncle Lee was a Marine in WWII. He told me that he was sharpening a bayonet and getting ready to board a troop ship in San Francisco, or San Diego (can’t remember which) heading, he assumed, for Japan when he heard about the bomb. He said that was the first time in three years he allowed himself to think he might survive the war.
For the anti-war libs, the only thing necessary for them to hold the views they do is an ignorance of history.