My grandfather also fought in World War 2 - in fact, he abandoned the family farm in the middle of the night at 17 to go defend his nazi occupied country. He'd

My grandfather also fought in World War 2 - in fact, he abandoned the family farm in the middle of the night at 17 to go defend his nazi occupied country. He'd spend the following 4 years living in forests and trying to blow up german trains at night, and seeing his closest friends die. He fought at the liberation of Royan, and received a fairly prestigious decoration for it. After the war, he married my grandma - whom he had met through a postal service that matched young soldiers to young women so as to keep them motivated - just by showing up to her house, as he had nowhere else to go to. He then worked in a chemical plant, starting from the bottom, and ending up in a very respectable managerial position. His first child became a surgeon, and his second child a chemical researcher for the very company he had worked for. Sadly, he spent the last 15 years of his life becoming more and more racist, frequently disparaging arabic/black people, and voting for extreme right political parties. He died never knowing that my cousin was gay, and that he had been breaking her heart with all of his anti gay rhetoric. He taught her to count, drive, and was basically a second father to her. For him, Americans were always the liberators, coming from a country of justice and respect. He was very proud when I moved to the US. And now people are marching with nazi flags in the open streets. What fucking weird days we live in.