[I cannot think of a name]

“never talked about their service?”

Actually, could have been like my Dad, “it's just what we had to do, besides, we came back. The ones that didn't come back are who we should talk about.”

I never heard a single war story from him except the times he met up with old buddies and I eavesdropped.

[Portcall24]

I was told that after the war in the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia families and friends would gather on Sunday after church. After the meal was finished the men would sit on the porch relaxing and talking. The windows would be open for ventilation. After the women finished the dishes they would sit quietly in the living room listening to their husbands and fathers on the porch. That was the only way the women learned what the men went through as the men didn’t want to burden the women with the sadness.