From Mary Trump - a little background on her uncle's dislike of those who serve:
The fact that Donald is speaking in front of the National Guard Association is particularly galling. You see, Donald’s disrespect of American troops began in the early 1960s in a very personal way. My father, Freddy, who completed Reserve Officer Training Cor…
From Mary Trump - a little background on her uncle's dislike of those who serve:
The fact that Donald is speaking in front of the National Guard Association is particularly galling. You see, Donald’s disrespect of American troops began in the early 1960s in a very personal way. My father, Freddy, who completed Reserve Officer Training Corps (ROTC) when he was an undergrad at Lehigh University, entered the Air Force National Guard as a second lieutenant after graduation.
One weekend a month he reported to the Armory in Manhattan and for two weeks a year he reported to Fort Drum in upstate New York. As John F. Kennedy escalated America’s involvement in the Vietnam War, my parents worried that my father would be called up—they worried because if he had been called to serve, he would have served.
My dad was the exception in my family: My great-grandfather left Germany to avoid military service; my grandfather, thirty-six years old when the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor, did not volunteer to serve in World War II. Donald received four deferments based on a false diagnosis of bone spurs engineered by his father.
Freddy was proud of his service, but rarely spoke of it, because nobody else in the family cared. My grandfather, in fact, had no respect for my dad’s National Guard service at all. Anything that took attention and effort away from the family business—whether serving his country or flying 707s for TWA at the height of the jet age as my dad did—was beneath Fred Trump, Sr.’s contempt. Donald, seeing the first of many openings to displace his older brother as their father’s successor, followed suit.
From Mary Trump - a little background on her uncle's dislike of those who serve:
The fact that Donald is speaking in front of the National Guard Association is particularly galling. You see, Donald’s disrespect of American troops began in the early 1960s in a very personal way. My father, Freddy, who completed Reserve Officer Training Corps (ROTC) when he was an undergrad at Lehigh University, entered the Air Force National Guard as a second lieutenant after graduation.
One weekend a month he reported to the Armory in Manhattan and for two weeks a year he reported to Fort Drum in upstate New York. As John F. Kennedy escalated America’s involvement in the Vietnam War, my parents worried that my father would be called up—they worried because if he had been called to serve, he would have served.
My dad was the exception in my family: My great-grandfather left Germany to avoid military service; my grandfather, thirty-six years old when the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor, did not volunteer to serve in World War II. Donald received four deferments based on a false diagnosis of bone spurs engineered by his father.
Freddy was proud of his service, but rarely spoke of it, because nobody else in the family cared. My grandfather, in fact, had no respect for my dad’s National Guard service at all. Anything that took attention and effort away from the family business—whether serving his country or flying 707s for TWA at the height of the jet age as my dad did—was beneath Fred Trump, Sr.’s contempt. Donald, seeing the first of many openings to displace his older brother as their father’s successor, followed suit.
His evil goes way back, Freddy sounds like a human…