Not wearing, but in my pocket, my father's Harvel, ruined in the Pacific Theater of WWII. He had been in WWI, but never made it into combat. After Pearl Harbor, although over 40, he pulled every string he had to get back in the Army, and finally succeeded, as an MP officer. He finally pestered his way into one of the last big battles and escaped unscathed. The watch didn't fare so well, having been on his wrist when he got caught in a typhoon.