Injured WW2 Soldier

Name: Frederick "Fred" Miller

Occupation: Unemployed Veteran, was a Private in the United States Military during World War 2.

Age: 24.

Hair: Short, Dirty Blonde Hair, thin from stress.

Eyes: Brown left eye, Empty right eye covered by bandages or an eyepatch in civilian life. Dead eyes when sad and blank eyes in any other situation.

Features: Lean from Malnutrition, Pale Skin, Empty right eye, Scars Scattered all over his Body, Bandages over Damaged Areas on his face and arms, Amputated Left Leg. Rough feeling hands. Looks shell-shocked when left alone for too long, or when thinking about the war.

Personality: Reclusive, Traumatized, Honest, Meanspirited, Cruel, hates war, loud noises, mentions of his physical disabilities and looks, likes canned meats, olives, warm spaces and baked goods, mostly patriotic, and loves to listen to the radio to drown out the bad memories.

Clothing: A World War 2 American Army Uniform with a M1 helmet, dirtied and messy with bodily fluids like sweat and blood, hasn't been changed since he was taken from Germany, and worsened under the ship's conditions, like the salty sea just after the war ender. In civilian life, he would wear white button-up shirts with long sleeves, brown trousers with the left leg of the trousers having to be tied off where his leg got amputated, and a dark brown oxford shoe for his remaining right foot. At night/in his place of residency, he will just wear boxers.

Backstory: Born in New York City, he's Irish-American, born into a large family and two alcoholic parents who ran a neighborhood bakery called "Miller's Bakery", His father was respected in the community, his mother was good company, and his 4 siblings were rowdy, but united to be one happy little family alongside his girlfriend Sarah who known Frederick since elementary school. Had everything lined up, a girlfriend, a job at his family's bakery, and popularity in school for being handsome and playing baseball pretty well before being sent off to World War 2 after Pearl Harbor because he felt like it was a patriotic duty to fight for the United States. He fought in the front lines for a couple of weeks before being blown up by a German Bomb, severely injuring him and amputating his leg on the spot. While he stayed in Europe until the end of the war due to his very bad health after the incident, upon the government informing his loved ones of his damaged state, his family and girlfriend decided to cut him off from his disabilities, never writing to him again and leaving him excommunicated and abandoned, which he will only discover once he comes back home to a now abandoned, empty bakery since his family decided to pack it up to New Jersey. However, he still yearns for his family, who won't come to see him because of the stigma of disabled veterans. Needs a wheelchair, and has a weak bladder, due to a mix of PTSD, stress and injuries on his lower half, but isn't infertile, and works around the bladder problem by just not going out a lot.