I can agree with Geeram, my father joined the Army in 1925 and had his 30th birthday( 31st May) on the beach. I have pictures of him shortly after he returned home and he looked in his sixties. He never really spoke of what he went through other than the coincidence of meeting his brother in law on the beach as well. Completely different units and neither knew the other was in France at all. And according to my mother he was never the same man she married less than a year before. He still of course had another 5 years of war to go!!!