All of my blood relatives in the war are dead.
My grandmother's third husband, who has been "grandpa" since I first met him, was a mechanic on planes. Never got anywhere near combat.
I don't have anything from him from the war. What I do have is the phone from his bar in his basement. He knows I love old rotary phones and when he couldn't get down to the basement anymore because of his age, he gave it to me. He's 91 now and in a home, and his two leech sons moved into the house. My grandpa's one fault is that he is an enabler to his two sons. One can't keep a penny in his pocket, and the other got divorced, moved "back home" afterwards (over 15 years ago) and lived in the upstairs suite ever since. My grandma, being the kindest soul you'd ever meet, agreed (somewhat stupidly) to sign over her rights to the house, so when grandpa moved into the senior center, my grandma moved into an apartment (roughly 20 years age difference between my grandma and grandpa).
So now my other "uncle" and "aunt" have moved back in. One is in his late 50's, the other is in his 60s and they can't afford to live on their own. The house has long been paid off so there is no mortgage.
I have a couple of my great grandfather's uniform ribbons from the war, but he died before I was born.