Between two wars: How I learned to fight like a man from my father and my son
My father would never talk about the war when I was growing up. We live in an age now where it is generally expected to show respect for our military veterans, but when I was growing up things were different. Veterans of my father’s war came home to jeers and name calling. There must be so many reasons not to say a thing when you have been through an experience like that. The war veteran like my father has sacrificed his individual will for the sake of a good that stands apart from questions. The private will is surrendered to the will of a general. With or without gratitude, the nation cannot maintain a memory of what was surrendered or what was gained for very long. That may be more brutal than any of the atrocities of war in the end, the loss of consciousness. When I was a boy growing up we would get in fights on the schoolyard. As I recall, girls would make the arrangements as often as boys themselves, but the boys were the ones who had to fight in almost every ins...