Unlike some of the men of his generation, he was not eager to be a soldier. He did not rush to enlist, following Japan's Dec. 7, 1941 attack on Pearl Harbor and the declaration of war on the U.S. by Germany's Adolph Hitler that followed a few days later.
No, my father laid low during the winter and spring of 1942 while FDR worked to build the necessary resources so our country could wage successful battles on both fronts.
Dad, then 21, had been married less than two years and was the father of a baby boy when it became apparent to everyone that the inevitable was happening: Our country was headed to war. I wasn't around then, so this can't serve as an eyewitness account, but I learned many years later that he felt emotionally torn at the idea of leaving his young bride and son, frightened by the very real possibility he might die, and horrified he would be expected to kill other human beings.