My dad was a World War 2 veteran. He served in theatres of war in Italy, France, Holland and Belgium. He was never physically wounded, but I’ve come to believe that what soldiers experience in war changes them for life. He returned to Canada and after the war went on with the life that he should have been having, getting a job, married and family.
When dad entered his later years, he was able to apply for and receive what was called a War Veterans Allowance (WVA). It was a small pension that those who served in theatre of war was eligible to receive as they aged. That allowance ran in tandem with the Veterans Independence Program (VIP) which provided supports to assist aging veterans to remain in their homes.
The dollar amounts dad received wasn’t much but it was enough to allow him to live out his life with a level of dignity and security. He had a green cross card that gave him access to health services like eye glasses, prescriptions and dental care. He could hire someone to cut the grass and plow the driveway and that would be reimbursed.