Now, a happier WW2 story....
My father had 2 best friends in the war. The wife of one of them would send boxes of baked goods which my father and the other would steal.
When the war was over my Dad come home and eventually met my mother. As time went on he met her family. They went to her cousin's house. She was home but her husband wasn't. They sat with her and my father saw the family photos on her piano, jumped up grabbed one photo and said, "Who is this????"
"My husband!"
"I ate your cookies!!!!"
Yes, one of my father's best friends was soon to be his cousin in law.
The other man became a wholesale jeweler. My mother's father owned a Jewelry shop. You guessed it. Connected again.
Think they were Meant to Be? lol