Deserving of much respect.... My uncle fought the Germans as a young lieutenant at the battle of Monte Cassino in Italy, one of the major battles of WW2. They were pounded day and night by the German 88 millimeter guns. Until his death when an elderly man, any thunder storm would have him under his bed, and he preferred not to ever purchase any German made goods. An interesting side note to the battle for Monte Cassino, as well as a few others in Europe, is when the troops were pinned down and couldn't move, they would sometimes call in the 442 combat infantry battalion to root out the bad guys. Those were the boys whose parents were held in the relocation camps due to being of Japanese ancestry. Dying for a country that had imprisoned their parents, with the highest casualty and death rate and number of commendations of any unit. It took quite awhile for their proud story to be told. "Go for broke", was their motto. I met a number of individuals that served in that unit, the ones that came home, and highly honored to have met them. In the old days it might have been the gardner that was mowing your lawn.