I have the recollections of my father describing how his big brother who marched from Normandy to Germany could be sent screaming and sprawling by the ringing of a phone, the backfiring of an old car...it shocked my father who thought nothing could frighten his big brother who was his ideal role model of a strong and tough man. He chose to not talk about his experiences, only snippets leaking out here and there over the years. Who could possibly understand what they saw and did? Even among themselves not much is said, because they know what each saw, so nothing has to be said. How do we help them? Any way we can. And the best way would be to give them our thanks and gratitude. They did something which kept us free and able to go about out lives, there will never be enough we could do to repay such a debt. The cruelest thing people could do is ignore or disparage their sacrifices and what they fought for. That must never be allowed to happen, period. If not for such people, none of us would be here, none of us would be free.