My mother was a Jewish General Patton.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
My father was in the First World War.
My father and all my uncles on both sides served in the military in World War II and Korea.
My mom was Jewish, so some would call me Jewish.
I'm a member of the American legion and VFW, patron member of the Jewish War Veterans.
My dad was in the Second World War with General Patton. He won medals for bravery, but he came home quite damaged, so he was a handful. He told us some terrible stories, and I guess you'd say he suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder.
When I was a kid, my dad went to World War II. I didn't know him. I was born in '41.
You know, my dad was a lieutenant colonel at Ft. Lewis on the 3rd of March, 1941. Fifteen months later, he was commanding a theater of war.
My dad's a Jew, and my mom's a WASP, so that should pretty much say it all. It was a comically dysfunctional family.
My grandmother was German. She was an immigrant, and my great grandfather fought in World War I and was stationed in France.
Patton was living in the Dark Ages. Soldiers were peasants to him. I didn't like that attitude.