I'm so American that I had grandfathers who actually fought a battle against each other.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
It turns out one of my ancestors fought in the Continental Army, so I was inducted into the Sons of the American Revolution.
My war buddies, some were Americans, but some were Afghans. These were the guys that I fought alongside. We bled alongside each other; we mourned together. When I came home, these weren't people I could keep up with on Facebook.
My family has served the country in almost every major war since the Civil War.
I grew up in a time when people believed in duty, honor and country. My grandfathers were both officers. My father was a General in the Air Force. My brother and I were both in the Army. I've always felt a kinship with soldiers; I think it's possible to support the warrior and be against the war.
My grandmother was German. She was an immigrant, and my great grandfather fought in World War I and was stationed in France.
You gotta understand, my great-grandfather was German and Irish. My grandmother was Indian, and my grandfather was African-American, so we all got a little something in us.
My father and all my uncles on both sides served in the military in World War II and Korea.
You were only truly patriotic if you had a laborer for a grandfather and were glad of it.
I'm not an American, but I have this weird connection to America in different ways through my dad living here for five years, my godfather being an American who I'm very close to.
In France, when there was a war, we fought and our ancestors fought, though many had real reason to flee the Germans.