This is an interesting perspective!
Mar 13, 2021 16:18:09 #
bonjac wrote:
Great piece. Thank you. Born in 1941 and still kicking.
My pleasure. (Born in 1936 and still kicking, sort of!
)Mar 13, 2021 16:44:58 #
Those are still and always will be great memories for me. Thanks for the post.
Jack
Jack
Mar 13, 2021 16:58:12 #
hookedupin2005
Loc: Northwestern New Mexico
Not quite that old; born in 1950, grew up in "The Best of Times"....We could ride our bikes across town to play, socialize, etc., but we had better be back in the front yard by dark thirty.
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Mar 13, 2021 18:34:38 #
jimfl938
Loc: Acworth, GA
UTMike wrote:
We lived America's best years!
I think that also. It was a great time for me. I have carried a pocket knife since I was 7 years old. With it, I played mumble peg and baseball. With my hunting knife, I play a dangerous game of split. I raked a horseshoe magnet through the dirt in my front yard until I had a salt shaker bottle mostly full of iron filings and discovered the magic of a magnet in many different ways. I drug a hoe around the part of my yard that was dirt, because grass would not grow under the four huge Oak trees that were there, and then played with my toy cars on the newly made roads I made, and even built packed dirt garages for them. Yes, many good memories.
Mar 13, 2021 18:36:43 #
jimfl938
Loc: Acworth, GA
bcheary wrote:
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>>>> You are "The Last Ones." More than 99 % of you are either retired or deceased, and you feel privileged to have "lived in the best of times!"
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>>>> You are "The Last Ones." More than 99 % of you are either retired or deceased, and you feel privileged to have "lived in the best of times!"
Thanks for the memories. A litany for sure.
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Mar 13, 2021 21:00:28 #
A computer was a profession and referred to one who did calculations for a living.
The hand-cranked calculators were called adding machines.
The hand-cranked calculators were called adding machines.
Mar 13, 2021 21:48:35 #
UTMike wrote:
We lived America's best years!
I agree! We saved bottle caps and Aluminum to get in the movies. Had to fill 3 coal buckets full before dark or get a swat from Dad when he got home. Feb. 1931
Mar 13, 2021 22:50:12 #
bcheary wrote:
I was born before the War (1936) so I knew my father for a little time before he took off. We had quite a celebration when he returned. He was with the South African troops that fought in the desert wars against Rommel.
I was born in 1947. Before my father met my mother at the Pentagon, after the war ended, he was also stationed in S Africa. He was on the Queen Mary (bringing troops back from there) when it was hit with a torpedo from a lone Japanese sub that didn't know the war was over. It made it back to NY Harbor safely with a small hole in it's side.
Mar 13, 2021 23:14:52 #
NMGal wrote:
I am one of them. It has been quite a ride.
Me too but I go beyond 1930,
Bob😷
Mar 13, 2021 23:19:31 #
Born in 1940, I have only two memories specifically from the war: "black-out" drills (it sure is black, out) and being on the ramp of some kind of bond drive contraption on Rochester's Main Street. Rationing is a semi-memory (not an experience, but what my parents told me).
The first P2V, the airplane whose shadow is my avatar (because I was privileged to fly it for so long), was delivered to the Navy when I was in first grade.
I came of age in the 50s, last years of the punishment pregnancy. American laws governing sex were based on Vatican teachings. Bad things happened in my family.
While I was in diapers, most of Europe's "six million" were still alive. Hitler started Operation Heydrich on my second birthday, July 22 in 1942, industrially processing half a million Jews to death per month in Polish factories for half a year. (This comment violates current Polish law.) Both Stalin and Mao may have murdered more people, but they did it the old fashioned way - starvation.
"Good old days" is an oxymoron!
The first P2V, the airplane whose shadow is my avatar (because I was privileged to fly it for so long), was delivered to the Navy when I was in first grade.
I came of age in the 50s, last years of the punishment pregnancy. American laws governing sex were based on Vatican teachings. Bad things happened in my family.
While I was in diapers, most of Europe's "six million" were still alive. Hitler started Operation Heydrich on my second birthday, July 22 in 1942, industrially processing half a million Jews to death per month in Polish factories for half a year. (This comment violates current Polish law.) Both Stalin and Mao may have murdered more people, but they did it the old fashioned way - starvation.
"Good old days" is an oxymoron!
Mar 14, 2021 11:41:21 #
RainierView wrote:
I was born in 1947. Before my father met my mother at the Pentagon, after the war ended, he was also stationed in S Africa. He was on the Queen Mary (bringing troops back from there) when it was hit with a torpedo from a lone Japanese sub that didn't know the war was over. It made it back to NY Harbor safely with a small hole in it's side.
Lucky escape. As I recall, the Queen Mary was one of the Cunard liners.Mar 14, 2021 11:51:19 #
Born 5/41: Remember peeling the aluminum foil from cigarette packs and chewing gum; flattening tin cans. My mother was an Air Raid Warden for our block in the Bronx. She had a steel helmet, an axe and the key to control the street light outside our home. My uncle was a doctor who landed at Normandy and wound up with "shell shock" from what he experienced. Never could work again for the rest of his life. Learned about the h
Holocaust later. Yes, there were some good times, but not universally.
Holocaust later. Yes, there were some good times, but not universally.
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