My father, Sid Herbstman, enlisted in the U.S. Army soon after the U.S. joined World War II. While stationed in Fort Dix, N.J., one weekend he was charged with writing passes for his fellow soldiers. When he asked for one for himself, to meet his newborn daughter (his first child, recently born on Governor's Island), he was denied one by his commanding officer. So he went AWOL that weekend to see her and his wife in New York City.
He became a master sergeant assigned to weapons training. Stationed in Paris in 1945 and eager to go to the front, he was more valuable to the Army as an instructor at the base, and so he survived. A cabinetmaker, loudspeaker inventor, patent holder, art lover and early Bob Dylan aficionado, he was much loved by his family.
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