I Feel for the kid. Seeing your farther going off to war, leaving you with promises of him coming home which might not come true.
My mother felt the same when my dad and the ship he was serving on went to fight in the Falklands war. The ship he was on was the type 42 destroyer Hms Glasgow. Three type 42 went down their and only the Glasgow came back badly damaged. A bomb ripped thought the side of the ship and my dad was lucky to survive. My mum didn't know he was alive till the end of the war. She was terrified that she had lost him