But then my mother, who's a very selfless, stoic person from a family of Marines, would tell us that what was good for our father was good for us - he would make more money; therefore, we'd be able to get better educations.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
My father was a World War II Marine who became a high school principal. He always had a heart for students who maybe were underprivileged or had difficulty of some sort.
My mom and dad are second-generation Greek-Americans who instilled in our middle-class family the values of hard work, self-reliance, and service, exemplified by my father's tenure as a U.S. Marine who was stationed at Camp David under President Truman.
I was hoping I could become a success to give my mother and my father a better way of living.
The Marines gave me a really strong sense of discipline and a work ethic that kicks in at my job.
I was having an argument with my stepfather, and he was like, 'Why don't you join the Marine Corps?' And I was like, 'Noooo! Well, maybe, actually... ' I went and saw the recruiter, who was like, 'Are you on the run from the cops? Because we've never had someone want to leave so fast.'
I was blessed to have a mother and father that recognized the value of education.
I would not trade you a billion dollars for the kids I led to combat in Vietnam or in fact any of the Marines that I served with for a quarter of a century.
As a parent, I'd - I'd be a better father.
My mom came from such humble beginnings and especially my dad as well. He didn't go to university.
Because my father was often absent on naval duty, my mother suffered me to do much as I pleased.