Dad was 8th recce, hat badge is my avatar. Many of them self medicated with alcohol and put many in an early grave. Only time I got any stories was when I would take him and one of his army buddies fishing. Alcohol was always involved. The stories were usually humerus in nature, once in a while there would be a pause and they would remember loosing a buddy. You would never get the details. Brother asked him once if there was another world war should he join up dad said run like hell the other way.