My grandfather was a nazi sympathizer and German American, so he couldn't fight in Europe. Blamed wrongfully for his brothers unfortunate death, so he went all out over the Pacific. Got shot in the leg, and marched through jungles with malaria. Kept going. Man had a death wish... Funny he always hated Jews, blacks, and some Hispanics, but still admired the Japanese he slaughtered. Somehow my dad ended up a Christian Zionist. As Patton said, we fought the wrong enemy