This grief line with jota is an odd one for me because I said to my son about it.
He had some sympathy for them and thought it was a factor but I thought it was nonsense. Is it a generational thing because I said we just dusted ourselves down and carried on regardless.
My old dad died on my last night shift and buried in four days so I only had two days off ( 6 days in total), I wasn't any different from everyone else at the time and you just accepted it.
I think when you lose actual kin, it can be a devastating experience. Having had to drag a lad out of the Isac river with a fellow soldier and then tag team CPR until the West German ambulance turned up and took over.
I didn't have any issues, but the two lads who were in the dingy with Ken (the lad who died), were devastated, blamed themselves. It was in no way their fault, neither weighed more than 8st, and Ken weighed around 11st and couldn't swim. They saved the officers life, but they were lucky to be alive, never mind save other people much larger than themselves.
We were in canoes and our instructor was awesome, got us stage our search further down stream. Thats where we found Ken in the shallows about 1km downstream.

