My Dad's branch of service in the Armed Forces was..... the Marines. He went into the service at the very young age of 18.
He got married to my Mom before he went overseas.
She was relieved and thankful when he returned home.
There was a portrait that was painted of my Dad in his uniform. I'm not sure where it is now, maybe with my nephew. I remember it hanging over the fireplace in the house that I grew up in.
When my parents passed away, my middle brother made piles for each sibling of things that they gave them through the years and things he thought they should have. He was always so good and fair about that. My son got something that belonged to his Grandfather.....a ring he received when serving in the Marines.
My Dad and Father-in-law and brother-in-laws all returned home after the war. I'm just thinking about all those that didn't with caring thoughts today.