
When I was a little kid, my father (who had served in the Air Force during the Korean War), told me the story about my grandfather.
The story was about how grandpa (my father's step dad) had served time in prison because he was a conscientious objector during WWII. A devout Jehovas Witness, he didn't believe in fighting or killing. My dad, who was prejudiced beyond belief about anyone who was different or believed differently than he did, told the story every memorial day when I was little.
I had a brother who served in the Armed Forces during Vietnam when I was an infant, and other family members who had...