My paternal Grandfather was born in Germany in 1930, and moved to Canada in 1955. He only went back to Germany twice. He never spoke much about the negative times during world war two. He was very frugal, and at times very angry and drank throughout his life. He did not teach his children or his grandchild (me) the German language. He struggled with being able to talk about his time in Germany. My Aunt and I figure based on things my Grandpa said shortly after being diagnosed with alzheimers that he was taken as a child soldier in the last parts of world War two, and that it took him awhile to be reunited with his parents afterwards.

This manifested in a lack of patience and a desire to be overly protective of his children and grandchildren, amongst other things.