As a Flying Officer in NZ (1986) I was tasked to secure the effects of an armourer who was killed in a motorcycle accident. With the help of his Flt Sgt, we dutifully listed all his effects in his barrack room (including identifing his clothing in the drying room) until we found a collection of ‘weightbuilding’ magazines and some gay porn in the bottom of his wardrobe. OC Admin had impressed upon me the need to log everything we found; the FSgt took over and suggested that his family didn’t need to see this material and it was better if it were destroyed.
At at the funeral, there was a young man there absolutely distraught with grief; apparently he was the armourer’s partner. His family knew but his work colleagues didn’t. The police investigation suggested suicide and the coroner recorded an open verdict; it appears he was being blackmailed over his orientation. Thank God we’ve moved on.