My first ex's father seemed to me to be a rather distant, aloof, almost even, curt man. I barely could get a hint of recognition of my presence when we were in the same room together. I just put this off to just having a bad attitude. One day I mentioned my observations to my ex's mother and she, a bit reluctantly, told me how during the war he had served in bomber crews in combat. Three of the bombers he served on were shot down and he survived the crash landings of all three. One of the crashes, he was the only survivor...
I never again faulted him for having a "bad attitude"...
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