@InlovewithaPTSDvet My Army vet was in the Falklands as well. Wonder if they know each other. He has told me a handful of stories from that time; like when the HMS Antelope was under attack, he had just climbed aboard one of the helicopters that was evacuating the ship amidst the explosions and his chopper took some damage and barely made it to the beach.
Another he likes to tell is about one of the guys in his unit that was made to carry canned food instead of MREs, which added considerable weight to his rucksack. When they got geared up to move, because the packs were so heavy, everyone had to strap up the pack while laying atop it on the ground and then have two guys help pull them get to their feet. Well, this other guy wasn't exactly well liked anyway, so they would let him "turtle" for as long as possible. He got mad, until eventually deciding to just cool his heels. Gave everyone a good laugh and brought a sense of levity to an awful situation.
Similar situation with the life insurance, too. He was covered at some point in time, but after being deployed to Northern Ireland, there was no way he could afford the payments.
I've never asked my guy if he's killed anyone, I figure there is a very high liklihood that, after serving for 14 years as a soldier, he has...it's kinda in the job description. And I do know that
if he has, he wouldn't feel bad about it. He has 99 problems that gave him PTSD, but that ain't one! As Anthony said, it's kill or be killed. I get it (as much as a civilian can). I could never see him as a murderer - he is a superhero! And as far as NI goes, they were terrorists and there is certainly no love lost.
This is clearly evidenced in the story he told me about 3 Irish extremists who were driving along a road, when the bomb they were attempting to move into a populated area, exploded, killing them all instantly. He and his AES dog cleared the area first to make sure it was safe for the others to get into the wreckage and do their jobs. After he was satisfied it was safe, he gave his dog free rein. The dog came bouncing back up to him a few minutes later, very excited about something he had found. He reached down to take whatever the dog had brought him. Turned out to be one of the terrorists ears. He laughed his ass off, and to this day, it still gives him a mighty good tickle when he thinks about it.
When he told me that story, he seemed to be a little worried that I would think him heartless or disgusting for having that reaction. I have no negative feelings towards him for that. I know people in professions like his, along with police, firefighters, paramedics, medical examiners, etc. all need to have a morbid sense of humor. My reaction was more 'eww,' where his is based on having seen what those bombs were capable of doing and loving the karmic justice of them being killed by their own stupidity before they could maime or kill an innocent bystander who happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time.