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I'm the post-war son of one of the hundreds of thousands of men who put their lives 'on the line' (willingly or otherwise) to bring freedom and sanity to a sorely oppressed Europe in WW2.
Nothing else matters about me, except that I'm grateful and proud that my Dad went to 'do his bit' and came home with the Military Medal among other decorations and was mentioned in despatches for serving beyond the normal call of duty.
He's a very ordinary man with few pretensions. Maybe if more people in the world today had been shot at for a living, there'd be a little more humility and a lot less of the "easy come, easy go" culture that's spoiling modern society.