My father was a true patriot who volunteered for the Army after Pearl Harbor. He was old enough to possibly not be drafted, but he felt the call of duty strongly. I will always be grateful that he survived the war (he fought in the Philippines) and that I was lucky enough to know him until his death at age 85. He had the greatest admiration for FDR and for the democratic institutions of this country. I can only say that I'm glad that he isn't here to see this and that he must be turning over in his grave.
