I did a project a few years ago where I spent hours / DAYS at NARA researching WWII stuff. I came across old log books from ships and bases (primarily in the Aleutians where the “engineers’ war” was fought). One of the most interesting was one where some radio operators were the only Americans on one of those remote Aleutian Islands (one near or on Kiska IIRC), the island was invaded by Japanese and the men hid important radio information and then tried to escape (not successful, they were on an island). But one of the guys managed to avoid them for something like 3 weeks, on an island, in the middle of the cold harsh Aleutians. He finally had to turn himself in to them, but they managed to all foil the Japanese attempts to get information, they’d either hidden, or burned what would be of use to them.
Another one was a diary found on an island with former Japanese presence from a Japanese military man. It was about him leaving his family behind and so on. Another was a place called (again, IIRC), the “Bee House” which was a place staffed by WACS who were in Alaska to help with the war effort. It was a dormitory of sorts with all sorts of female military (or supporting) staff.
The one that just made me sit among those dusty tomes, with tears in my eyes, was the accounting of the men in a plane that had tried to make it to Shemya (forgive my memory here, it’s been a while since I did this project, so some small parts may be skewed by lack of memory). The weather there was (still is) horribly unpredictable, a lot of times landing would be made impossible by storms. At any rate, there was a plane that was trying to land, and couldn’t get in through the storm. They kept circling, hoping they’d find a break in the storm. Unfortunately there weren’t any places to refuel that far out either. So they were basically past the safety point, they had to land, or crash.
Finally, the pilot told them he was going to make a run for it storm or no, but that they would probably crash, so he gave them the option of parachuting out and trying to make it that way. Most of them died, and the plane did crash, but a few of the men who’d parachuted out did make it.
I mean, I was only reading the technical reports of this, but it was like being in one of those movies where I felt like I was watching a flashback or something.
Just amazing stuff. Sorry, I can’t quite say just what it is… I think the old gentleman (one of the old soldiers I interviewed as part of the project) was what really caught my heart about the whole thing. After telling me so many stories about his service ( I was fascinated but wondering if I was ever going to get the guy off of the phone), he suddenly said “I have to go, my nurse is here with my lunch”! 
It was just so charmingly honest. The juxtaposition of what he went through back then, with his fun interesting thing of the day now being “lunch” was just…I don’t have the right words. Sir, you earned your lunch.