My family lost most of it's influence and money during WWII and the Japanese occupation of the Philippines.
I never met my 10th Uncle, the eldest was beheaded by the Japanese after being caught helping the resistance and the Americans. It devastated my great grandfather and rippled down to family members to this very day.
While the loss wasn't in my lifetime, I can still see the impact is has on each family member today just by looking at their faces, the family urban legend is that most of his 9 brothers wear goatees as a memorial to him.
The most interesting thing about this is that the family does not talk about him. Only recently when the youngest wrote a book about his vague memories of him and finding his body, did the family start to heal and talk about it.
I'm sorry for your loss.
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