My family, of one part of it or another has been fighting wars for whatever country they belonged to at the time since the Hundred Years War. My great aunt is an Adams (related to the President) and they trace their part of the family back to a Sir Henry Adams ( I think) of of around 1350, died fighting the French I think (not a bad way to go).
In my direct recent line of descent, my great-great-grandfather Adonijah, drafted during the Civil War (Union). Apparently going by his look (he was one mean looking SOB in the one pic I saw) the sergeant in charge of the recruits made him a corporal on the spot as he "took care of things" quite well. He was eventually field commissioned and made 1LT, survived most of the major battles as an infantry officer (He was at Gettysburg and The Wilderness, as well as some others if I remember correctly).
Great Grandpa missed out on Cuba. Grandpa was too young for WW1 (Born 1906) and a bit old for WW2, even though he volunteered, he had 4 sons by then and was a carpenter so they said keep building stuff. He built stuff all over the West Coast and in the 50s the radar towers in the desert too. Air Raid Warden in LA during WW2. He tried to go, but at 37, he was a bit old.
Korea, missed (uncles too young)
My father was in Vietnam, '68-69, served in Japan, Korea, Turkey, all over the US, then went reserves. He was actually retired 2 months and they called him back up for Gulf War 1. Then he retired again.
My brother was Navy, '93 to '97, did his time on the Kitty Hawk, 2 Westpacs (the first was when they rammed a Chinese sub by accident and they thought China was going to invade Taiwan).
Myself? Army ROTC in '96, 1 year in and Clinton decided to cut back cash, so I ended up as a senior staff photographer for an NBC affiliate. It eventually got to me, and I went USAF Security Forces at the "ancient" (according to some of the guys in basic) age of 27. Considering we had a 31 and 34 year old... i wasn't THAT old.
Various second cousins were in all the other wars we've been in recently ( Spanish-american, WW1, WW2, Korea, Panama).
Dad doesn't talk about Vietnam. What little he does say is mostly the little funny stuff. Rarely does he say much about the bad stuff and I don't expect him to. Friend of mine who came back from Somalia needed someone to talk to (had a hard time, intercepted some shrapnel among other things) and they had a long talk.
Assuming I deploy anytime soon and come back intact, we're going to have a LONG talk.
Sorry no pics, I'm OCONUS and they're not available. Other than a pic of me.