On September 24th, 1942, three months shy of his 20th birthday, this combat veteran of WWII in the Pacific stood with several dozen other enlistees, at Fort Dix, N.J., prepared to join the United States Army. It had taken me eight months after the infamous attack on Pearl Harbor, by the Japanese, to convince my father to sign the permission paper my lack of seniority demanded. Preliminaries: medical and routine completed, we were called to attention to be sworn in by the officer in charge. I still recall the oath, by which I swore to defend the United States from all enemies – foreign and domestic. For me, it has been a life-long impetus for service.