Hmmmmmmmmm getting brave, maybe you will enlist.
I'm sensing you were in the army.
I'm right aren't I.
I've known generations of people many from my own family whop served in the defence services from world war one onwards. Generally you had to drag it out of them. All my grandfather said about paschendaele was 'it were bad',he preferred talkinmg about his days playing in the enorthern union. it wasn't until a couple of weeks before he died that my father told me about his experiences in the asftermath of nagasaki. It was only when I was preparing the eulogy formy uncle's funeral that my cousin told me that her dad woke up screaming every night charging round the house imploring long dead comrades to take cover as he rtelived the horrors of north africa and italy.
they were ordinary people just like you, but in an important other way they were different to you.
my poppy is now in the bin. I'll be buying a new one next year same as every year. There's no glory in war, there's nothing to boast about, people who serve in the defence services are no better than anybody else.