My father was a career and retired USAF Master Seargent, fought in WWII and Korea. Became a POW and was tortured for about 6 months during the Korean "conflict". As a child growing up in our household, I was exposed to my father screaming at the top of his lungs during the middle of the night. This happened at least three nights a week all of my life and it was terrifying for me as a child. He carried all of those memories with him and they came out in his dreams at night. He was an avid deer and rabbit hunter in his youth. After that experience, he never hunted another animal again, ever. He told me that while eluding capture, he was hunted and treated like an animal. Nobody ever touched him while he was in his sleep. He would rarely if ever discuss what he experienced. When I saw him for the last time at the funeral home, one of the first things I noticed were the deep scars on the temples of his head. He got those after he was captured from the rifle butts of our enemies. Even after all of those years and that heavy funeral parlor makeup, the scars were still there. I'm sure the ones on the inside were as well.
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