I remember growing up, my dad would tell me his (WWII) War stories depending on the time of year. Most of which were in the winter. In the spirit of Velo Magic Iwill shard one of my favorites. The War was over, but there was a matter of returnning POW's to their government. My dad was one of the guys who got to see this through. On one occasion me became ill with a stomach virus. Not good considering he had to drive them home
