My Father's War

My Father's WarI am watching television when my father comes into the den. It is 1960 and I am 11 years old, and I know I'm going to get it. It's Sunday, the one day of the week my father is at home. My dad is quick to anger, and in this case I've given him a good excuse. I watch too much TV. Both parents have warned me, and I know my father will lance me with a dark look of suppressed violence and snap off the set.But he never says a word. Instead, what's on the screen seizes him, a historical...