I'm kind of a WWII history buff. I eat up any documentaries about it, so I was psyched up about The History Channel's WWII in HD. After watching a couple of hours, I understand why my grandpa didn't like to talk about the war.

You see, I asked him a lot about the war but he would never dwell a lot on the subject. He would talk very little about it. Once (a long time ago, in a galaxy very, very far away), I had to do a report for school about the war, and I asked him to help me out. I regret to this day not recording it (he died on Dic 3, 2004), since it was the only time he really opened up about his military experiences. He was stationed in Okinawa, he did meet geisha (he would call them "the girls"). He showed me a small cigar box where he kept old pitures he took of some japanese children after the bombs were dropped, and of some japanese soldiers that were caught before they commited suicide. I was too young to really grasp what he was showing to me, and after that, I never had the guts to ask him again, since I remembered how sad he was while showing me this.

After watching a couple of hours of the WWII documentary, I started to really understand and to mourn him again.