As a teenager, I was a huge fan of General George S. Patton, Jr. I saw him as a tactical genius, a straight-talker, and a fellow Californian. He was a lot of what I wanted to be at sixteen.
Time and deeper study have toned admiration down to appreciation. Patton was an anachronism, albeit a useful one.
There are days when I read about another careerist undermining the service for the sake of his own reputation that I wonder if we need a little less ticket-punching and a lot more talented non-conformity.
Happy 120th Birthday, Georgie.