Ronald...so true. My Mom and Dad were part of that generation. They were two kids in love and nearly oblivious to Great Britain getting hit by Hitler's V-1s and V-2s. When my Father was about to ask for her hand he had to go to his commanding officer as well as my Grandfather.
He was very nervous...and his C.O. was looking at papers when he motioned my Father to come in. He did not look up...until my Dad said, "Sir I spoke to God this morning....now can I talk to you?" His officer immediately smiled and looked up into the eyes of the young Private. My Father told him about meeting the beautiful blonde British lass he was madly in love with. (during war-time many American soldiers would only see a Brit for awhile....and then bail when they were shipped back to the states...bad deal because some were left with children to take care of) So his question to Dad was: "How do I know you are not just marrying for the duration?" (of the war) My Father spoke up: "Because we are Catholic" (Back then NO ONE divorced as a Catholic) He then said, "So granted"
My dad, 2 of his brothers and my moms 2 brothers all served in WW2. I would like to have known more about my dad's experiences there but all he talked about seemed like he was having a good time in Europe.
I have great respect for my one uncle, one of my mothers brothers, for serving in the marines and was in the battle of iwo jima. He and his wife stayed married throughout their lives like everyone else did in that generation. He didn't have children partly because his wife was never that healthy and had several miscarriages (maybe that would be a reason for a divorce currently). He outlived his wife but was killed in a head on car accident by a speeding motorist. God knows that life isn't fair by the way that we define it.