When I was a child, I once asked my father, Artemus Edgar Ward II, the date upon which the tide of World War Two turned against the Axis powers, Germany, Italy, and Japan. “It happened on September 9, 1942,” he answered me. “What happened then?” “I was drafted into the United States Army.” He was, of course, joking, but he certainly did his part. Soon after reporting for basic training at the Presidio in Monterey, California, my father began to…..