The Reason I Am Half French

Mother was a US Army Ambulance Driver/Nurse on the battlefield in France in WW II.

She fell in love with a Frenchman who she met there. He was in the “Resistance” and worked as a detonator of bombs, and as a shooter of bullets to kill Nazis.

He was awarded Legion of Honor in France by Charles de Gaulle.

She returned to USA, just in time to have me, and here I am, since 1947, happy to be here.

I may be entitled to claim French citizenship.

But I haven’t, so far, done that.

I am a US Navy vet with service overseas in the Far East.

My dad taught me to shoot a rifle and hit a target about 500 yards away. In Cannes. In France. Lightbulbs mainly. Sometimes metal light shades which went “ping”.

I have never shot any people. I can’t say I never will. I think people are pretty evil sometimes. But there is that First Commandment, and it holds me back.