Bless you for bringing this up. As a conscientious objector myself (at that point in my life, considered Army Reserve later but was overweight and overage at that point) it’s something I perhaps don’t think about as often as I ought.
I think about a young serviceman, he was the younger brother of my own younger brother’s high school best friend, I’d say he was in the prime of his life but in my opinion he’d never even reached it yet, stepped on a mine in Afghanistan and well… that was it. Barely twenty as I recall, maybe barely even knew what he was fighting for, but he gave it all just the same. It was my freedom he fought for, all of our freedom. Kind of puts real courage in perspective I guess. He will be missed.