I am third generation, retired military, 1969-1989. Grandfather, father and I have 77 years of service.
My heart felt thanks go out to my mother, and my wife, who moved all over the world, often with less than 30 days notice. They stood up when their soldier was gone for a year or more at a time, often they moved kids, pets and household goods by themselves across oceans, after I found a place to live - and that is in the days before the internet, every thing done by phone and US Mail.
They stayed home, putting on a brave face for the kids, as they watched the news of the fighting hoping, yet also dreading, that they would see a glimpse their soldier. And they coped with the personality changes that type of environment cause when we return, and continue to bother us the rest of our lives.
They sacrificed, I served, damn I am proud them.
I've attached two pdf's, one a souvenir from Dad, the other written by a soldier's wife stationed at the time in Germany. One way to preserve them I guess.
unknown-soldier.pdf
army-brat.pdf