My father fought for the American flag almost his entire career. He was in three divisions of the armed forces. He went to Georgetown for the Foreign Service with the Navy, but he didn't want the post to South Africa in the late 1950's. He wound up in the Marines at Villa Nova. There he was asked if he wanted to go to officer’s training school so he turned into a navel midshipman after a stint at Northwestern. The Air Force scooped him up to teach political science at the new Air Force Academy after graduating from Stanford. He retired as a Lieutenant Colonel when I was just 18 months old.
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