Well, by 1945, my Dad was with the First US Army, inflicting a lot of that destruction. (He technically was born in Oberlahnstein, they were united after the war.
Yes, I am glad my dad survived the war, but the horrors he saw his fellow Germans commit haunted him for the rest of his relatively short life (he died at 56).
He had a first cousin who was in the Wehrmacht and died in the war. His uncle was a low-level NSDAP official who was held by the British after the war before it was determined he was only a Mitlaufer. (Like that was anything to be proud of). He later became a West German Judge.
The unit he was with liberated a concentration camp called Nordhausen.