Grandad on my moms side: Robert H. Keene. He was a Marine corporal when WW2 started. Was a sgt. when he landed on Guadalcanal. 90% of his company was wiped out. Transferred to the army air corps and fixed airplanes through the late 40s. Melded into the Air Force, Korea, Vietnam. Retired as a something like an E9 Command Master Sergeant of the Air Force. He was supposedly the 4th highest enlisted man in the Air Force at the end and was pushing Lt. Colonels about.
Uncle Bobby, Vietnam draftee, Army cpl., Dental tech in the rear with the gear.
My father, Ben, Army Brigadier Gen. Vietnam, 2 silver stars, 6 bronze stars, 5 purple hearts, fruit salad up and over the shoulder... god knows what else hes got. Artillery, Airborne, Intel. Supposedly held the nuke launch codes for all western europe down through Turkey for about 18 months in the late 60s. My dad can't tell me much because of the 30 year rules on soft stuff and 50 years on the naughty stuff. Hes been around the block a few times.