Going the e-mail rounds.

I am definitely one!




Subject: 1% ers - Hard to believe but this includes many of us.


99% of those born between 1930 and 1946 (worldwide) are now dead.

If you were born in this time span, you are one of the rare surviving one percenters of this special group.

Their ages range is between 77 and 93 years old, a 16-year age span.

INTERESTING FACTS ABOUT THE 1% ERS:

You are the smallest group of children born since the early 1900's.

You are the last generation, climbing out of the depression, who can remember the winds of war and the impact of a world at war that rattled the structure of our daily lives for years.

You are the last to remember ration books for everything from gas to sugar to shoes to stoves.

You saved tin foil and poured fried meat fat into tin cans.

You can remember milk being delivered to your house early in the morning and placed in the "milk box" on the porch.

Discipline was enforced by parents and teachers.

You are the last generation who spent childhood without television; instead, you “imagined” what you heard on the radio.

With no TV, you spent your childhood "playing outside".

There was no Little League.

There was no city playground for kids.

The lack of television in your early years meant that you had little real understanding of what the world was like.

We got “black-and-white” TV in the late 40s that had 3 stations and no remote.

Telephones were one to a house, often shared (party lines), and hung on the wall in the kitchen (no cares about privacy).

Computers were called calculators; they were hand-cranked.

Typewriters were driven by pounding fingers, throwing the carriage, and changing the ribbon.

'INTERNET' and 'GOOGLE' were words that did not exist.

Newspapers and magazines were written for adults and the news was broadcast on your radio in the evening (your dad would give you the comic pages when he read the news).

New highways would bring jobs and mobility. Most highways were 2 lanes (no interstates).

You went downtown to shop. You walked to school.

The radio network expanded from 3 stations to thousands.

Your parents were suddenly free from the confines of the depression and the war, and they threw themselves into working hard to make a living for their families.

You weren't neglected, but you weren't today's all-consuming family focus.

They were glad you played by yourselves.

They were busy discovering the postwar world.

You entered a world of overflowing plenty and opportunity; a world where you were welcomed, enjoyed yourselves.

You felt secure in your future, although the depression and poverty were deeply remembered.

Polio was still a crippler. Everyone knew someone who had it.

You came of age in the '50s and '60s.

You are the last generation to experience an interlude when there were no threats to our homeland.

World War 2 was over, and the cold war, terrorism, global warming, and perpetual economic insecurity had yet to haunt life.

Only your generation can remember a time after WW2 when our world was secure and full of bright promise and plenty.

You grew up at the best possible time, a time when the world was getting better.

More than 99% of you are retired now, and you should feel privileged to have "lived in the best of times!"

If you have already reached the age of 77 years old, you have outlived 99% of all the other people in the world who were born in this special

16 year time span. You are a 1% 'er"!

I was born in 1930 (will be 93 the end of this month). We played pickup baseball on the lot behind the local synagogue a d Jewish Community Center and used the volleyball posts in place of first and third and we didn’t have a second base. Our baseballs were usually covered with tape. We had no called strikes and neither team had a catcher since we didn’t have enough kids to form two full teams. Organized baseball didn’t reach us until the mid ‘40s. At 11 years old I was listening to the radio at my grandparent’s house when the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor. I January 1953 I enlisted in the army to avoid the draft and was discharged in October 1955 as a First Lieutenant. My cousin was a POW and one of my uncles was wounded in France. It was both an interesting era but at times a scary era. I’m proud and glad to be a 1 percenter.
Bud
Bud

I was born in 1930 (will be 93 the end of this month). We played pickup baseball on the lot behind the local synagogue a d Jewish Community Center and used the volleyball posts in place of first and third and we didn’t have a second base. Our baseballs were usually covered with tape. We had no called strikes and neither team had a catcher since we didn’t have enough kids to form two full teams. Organized baseball didn’t reach us until the mid ‘40s. At 11 years old I was listening to the radio at my grandparent’s house when the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor. I January 1953 I enlisted in the army to avoid the draft and was discharged in October 1955 as a First Lieutenant. My cousin was a POW and one of my uncles was wounded in France. It was both an interesting era but at times a scary era. I’m proud and glad to be a 1 percenter.
Bud
Bud

Going the e-mail rounds.

I am definitely one!




Subject: 1% ers - Hard to believe but this includes many of us.


99% of those born between 1930 and 1946 (worldwide) are now dead.

If you were born in this time span, you are one of the rare surviving one percenters of this special group.

Their ages range is between 77 and 93 years old, a 16-year age span.

INTERESTING FACTS ABOUT THE 1% ERS:

You are the smallest group of children born since the early 1900's.

You are the last generation, climbing out of the depression, who can remember the winds of war and the impact of a world at war that rattled the structure of our daily lives for years.

You are the last to remember ration books for everything from gas to sugar to shoes to stoves.

You saved tin foil and poured fried meat fat into tin cans.

You can remember milk being delivered to your house early in the morning and placed in the "milk box" on the porch.

Discipline was enforced by parents and teachers.

You are the last generation who spent childhood without television; instead, you “imagined” what you heard on the radio.

With no TV, you spent your childhood "playing outside".

There was no Little League.

There was no city playground for kids.

The lack of television in your early years meant that you had little real understanding of what the world was like.

We got “black-and-white” TV in the late 40s that had 3 stations and no remote.

Telephones were one to a house, often shared (party lines), and hung on the wall in the kitchen (no cares about privacy).

Computers were called calculators; they were hand-cranked.

Typewriters were driven by pounding fingers, throwing the carriage, and changing the ribbon.

'INTERNET' and 'GOOGLE' were words that did not exist.

Newspapers and magazines were written for adults and the news was broadcast on your radio in the evening (your dad would give you the comic pages when he read the news).

New highways would bring jobs and mobility. Most highways were 2 lanes (no interstates).

You went downtown to shop. You walked to school.

The radio network expanded from 3 stations to thousands.

Your parents were suddenly free from the confines of the depression and the war, and they threw themselves into working hard to make a living for their families.

You weren't neglected, but you weren't today's all-consuming family focus.

They were glad you played by yourselves.

They were busy discovering the postwar world.

You entered a world of overflowing plenty and opportunity; a world where you were welcomed, enjoyed yourselves.

You felt secure in your future, although the depression and poverty were deeply remembered.

Polio was still a crippler. Everyone knew someone who had it.

You came of age in the '50s and '60s.

You are the last generation to experience an interlude when there were no threats to our homeland.

World War 2 was over, and the cold war, terrorism, global warming, and perpetual economic insecurity had yet to haunt life.

Only your generation can remember a time after WW2 when our world was secure and full of bright promise and plenty.

You grew up at the best possible time, a time when the world was getting better.

More than 99% of you are retired now, and you should feel privileged to have "lived in the best of times!"

If you have already reached the age of 77 years old, you have outlived 99% of all the other people in the world who were born in this special

16 year time span. You are a 1% 'er"!

Going the e-mail rounds.

I am definitely one!




Subject: 1% ers - Hard to believe but this includes many of us.


99% of those born between 1930 and 1946 (worldwide) are now dead.

If you were born in this time span, you are one of the rare surviving one percenters of this special group.

Their ages range is between 77 and 93 years old, a 16-year age span.

INTERESTING FACTS ABOUT THE 1% ERS:

You are the smallest group of children born since the early 1900's.

You are the last generation, climbing out of the depression, who can remember the winds of war and the impact of a world at war that rattled the structure of our daily lives for years.

You are the last to remember ration books for everything from gas to sugar to shoes to stoves.

You saved tin foil and poured fried meat fat into tin cans.

You can remember milk being delivered to your house early in the morning and placed in the "milk box" on the porch.

Discipline was enforced by parents and teachers.

You are the last generation who spent childhood without television; instead, you “imagined” what you heard on the radio.

With no TV, you spent your childhood "playing outside".

There was no Little League.

There was no city playground for kids.

The lack of television in your early years meant that you had little real understanding of what the world was like.

We got “black-and-white” TV in the late 40s that had 3 stations and no remote.

Telephones were one to a house, often shared (party lines), and hung on the wall in the kitchen (no cares about privacy).

Computers were called calculators; they were hand-cranked.

Typewriters were driven by pounding fingers, throwing the carriage, and changing the ribbon.

'INTERNET' and 'GOOGLE' were words that did not exist.

Newspapers and magazines were written for adults and the news was broadcast on your radio in the evening (your dad would give you the comic pages when he read the news).

New highways would bring jobs and mobility. Most highways were 2 lanes (no interstates).

You went downtown to shop. You walked to school.

The radio network expanded from 3 stations to thousands.

Your parents were suddenly free from the confines of the depression and the war, and they threw themselves into working hard to make a living for their families.

You weren't neglected, but you weren't today's all-consuming family focus.

They were glad you played by yourselves.

They were busy discovering the postwar world.

You entered a world of overflowing plenty and opportunity; a world where you were welcomed, enjoyed yourselves.

You felt secure in your future, although the depression and poverty were deeply remembered.

Polio was still a crippler. Everyone knew someone who had it.

You came of age in the '50s and '60s.

You are the last generation to experience an interlude when there were no threats to our homeland.

World War 2 was over, and the cold war, terrorism, global warming, and perpetual economic insecurity had yet to haunt life.

Only your generation can remember a time after WW2 when our world was secure and full of bright promise and plenty.

You grew up at the best possible time, a time when the world was getting better.

More than 99% of you are retired now, and you should feel privileged to have "lived in the best of times!"

If you have already reached the age of 77 years old, you have outlived 99% of all the other people in the world who were born in this special

16 year time span. You are a 1% 'er"!

Yes, this topic certainly did bring back memories and I probably win the distinction of being the oldest here. I was surprised tho at the advanced ages of some of you. I am 101. On Aug. 9th. I will have added another half year. I was lucky in having been married 72 years and have been widowed almost 10 years. Living in the same house 70 years this year and I still live alone and do my own housework, laundry, cooking etc. I thank my lucky stars many times a day. So lucky to be healthy but very poor hearing.

I sure enjoys this group and photography! Mary

Yes, this topic certainly did bring back memories and I probably win the distinction of being the oldest here. I was surprised tho at the advanced ages of some of you. I am 101. On Aug. 9th. I will have added another half year. I was lucky in having been married 72 years and have been widowed almost 10 years. Living in the same house 70 years this year and I still live alone and do my own housework, laundry, cooking etc. I thank my lucky stars many times a day. So lucky to be healthy but very poor hearing.

I sure enjoys this group and photography! Mary