[überpatriotic mode]
During the Continuation War there was unique warfare compared to any other theatre of war in the world in the vast wildernesses of Carelia. There were numbers of outposts, between large distances, and these gaps had to be patrolled to prevent enemy to breach through. Sometimes patrols engaged recon patrols, sometimes larger detachments. Unifying feature to these battles was that they were fierce, mostly uneven ambushes.
Once, in a very quiet sector, two-man Finnish patrol was on their routine path. There was Winter War veteran sergeant and younger private, who had still taken part to the offencive in summer of '41 and proven himself brave and good fighter. All of the sudden they noticed that there was at least company size detachment all around them. Both took cover and sergeant saw private going white.
"What, are you chickening, perkele? There's only 100 or so of them?"
"Sir, no, it's not that, I was just thinking how much work it is to bury them..."

[/überpatriotic mode]
Later on the sergeant was interviewed by YLE, national broadcasting company. After some time of questioning about how it was in the frontline and such, the interviewer asked:
"So, what was the first thing you did, when you got home?"
"Well, I made love with my wife."
"Umm, okay. What did you do after that?"
"Rested some time and made love again with my wife."
"Umm... Fine. Then what?"
"Then I took of my skis and backpack and made love with my wife."
Decades later, sergeant and private surprisingly met in the Helsinki. They chatted for some time and decided to go to drink cups of coffee to local cafe. After an hour or so, they went on their ways, agreeing that private should necessarily visit sergeant's home, so they could chat some more.
Private arrived at the sergeants home some time later and they went to living room after sergeant had introduced his wife. Soon sergeant shouted to the kitchen:
"Honey, could you make us some coffee and something to eat?"
"Sure!" was the response. And in no time there was coffee and sandwitches in front of them. Soon after that sergeant shouted to the kitchen once again:
"Honey, could you bring us cognac and glasses?"
"Sure!" was again the response. After short while sergeant remembered he had received very fine cigars and asked private if he wanted to taste one. He was more than willing and again sergeant shouted to the kitchen:
"Honey, could you bring us those fine cigars and light?"
"Sure!" was still the response. Private, who had remained unmarried, was openly wondering something and after sergeant's wife had left the living room, sergeant asked:
"I something troubling you?"
"Actually yes. If I understood correctly, you've been married for fourty years, and you still call her honey! How can love be so strong after so many years?"
"Actually, I haven't remembered her name in years..."
Okay, I guess that's enough for some time!
...70 years... LOL