kavitykid Loc: Maryland

Born 1940. Went to public school. My High School was rated one of the best in the country and a number of graduates went on to be very famous. The number of graduates with college degrees or higher is remarkable. I have always said the we grew up at a "magical time that will never be seen again". We will celebrate our 60th High School reunion in June. I fear for my grandchildren with all the troubles of the world today both politcal and environmental.

John_F Loc: Minneapolis, MN

I am one of that bunch. Born 5 days before Hoover got elected, so blame the depression on me. My skin is old and scalely and can take anyrhing.

Bob Boner

I was born in early 1941. I vividly remember to this day, when I was 3, my dad was drafted and I watched him walk down the sidewalk and turn the corner out of sight to report to the army. Fortunately, they found out that he was a steno clerk and knew shorthand (so they could dictate letters to him), so they kept on the base in Texas. (wonder how many people reading this know what shorthand was)

I remember all the things on the posted list.

dragonfist Loc: Stafford, N.Y.

I remember the neighbors son coming home from the war. He showed me his souvenirs one day. One was a Nazi officers dress sword, also a Luftwaffe ceremonial dagger. The best for him was a complete surveyors outfit. I can remember it clearly. The staffs with the numbers on them were inlaid ivory with the numbers etched into them and colored. They, the telescope and all the necessary paraphernalia were in a beautiful case. I am not sure of the proper nomenclature for such equipment so please forgive me for that. He went to college on the GI bill and became a civil engineer.
I also remember the bacon grease being saved, my mom said they used it to make munitions. Also dad had a gasoline ration sticker in the windshield of the 40 Ford. It was a square black background with a capital A in white.
The day the war ended our small town went crazy. I remember the fire siren on the town hall going off and the fire trucks running all over town with their sirens blowing. It was all very exciting for a young kid of 5 but deep down I think a day of sadness for those whose loved ones wouldn't be making the return trip home.

GeneV Loc: Lampasas, Texas

Golly gee folks! I'm sorry if I offended anyone by having All Caps in my title. I didn't type the title, it was a "cut and paste" from the original article and it just didn't enter my mind. I know the protocol, just had a bit of brain lapse. Please forgive.

Gene

DJ Mills Loc: Idaho

Ditto to all. I'm from 1946. I don't remember WW2 but my parents and every adult I knew growing up did. I even knew 3 combat veterans from WW1.

shelty Loc: Medford, OR

You forgot the ones born in the 20's. I was lucky that my dad could always find work. So I wasn't bothered by the depression.

jcave Loc: Cecilia, Kentucky

Dad lost his right arm on Okinawa in June 1945, four months after I was born. I never gave it much thought growing up until I saw him holding me as a newborn with two arms. It seemed the strangest thing I had ever seen at the time. Though we lost him in 2010 at age 89, there are no words that can describe the respect and honor I feel for him or for his generation. My own 28 years of service does not come close to repaying the debt I feel for those who answered the call when this country needed them most.

RobertW Loc: Breezy Point, New York

1934 being my year of origin, I remember ALL of that era-----To quote the playwright---"It was the best of Times and the Worst of Times"----However you feel about that, it was DEFINITELY a time for "STOUTHEARTED MEN!!"

DK Loc: SD

I'm a late 1939 model and the older I get, the more I come to appreciate the years and experiences I had growing up. I only wish my grandchildren could experience the lifestyle we had and the activities we participated in. Sad to say, they would probably be bored to death. We found ways to amuse ourselves and we could be outside and feel safe. I was an only child who grew up on a ranch without any nearby neighbors. I used my imagination to create ways to have fun. My dad was a WWI veteran who never saw active duty. We never had milk delivered, it came from the cow, "Maxine" and when she grazed on grass it tasted terrible. I remember going to the grocery store with my mother and her using the ration stamps and I also remember her sending "Care Packages" to relatives in Germany after the war. I remember asking my parents, "Who was he and why did he die?" when the news came over the radio that President FD Roosevelt died. Don't know why I remember that so clearly. It is sad that our generation is disappearing. Guess our parents felt the same way.

Don Craig Loc: Saranac, NY

1942, I remember and recognize all of this. Thanks.

RobertW Loc: Breezy Point, New York

Not only do my Great Grandchildren and Grandchildren wonder whether we of the Year 1934 actually did all we had to do to survive, but even my children wonder how it could have been so difficult and so enjoyable at the same time to make it through the war years and up to now, AND I STILL GO TO MY OFFICE FOUR DAYS A WEEK!!

Sirsnapalot Loc: Hammond, Louisiana

No offense taken, at our age we've earned the right to use all caps whenever we please! Thanks for the post.

Quinn 4

At one time anyone born between Dec 7, 1941 to Aug 14, 1945 was call a "War Baby". Being I was born in April of 1945 I was one of them. That term is not use anymore for some reason. Looking back all I can said is what could have been, might have been, should had been is just dust to the wind today. I here today and I got to deal with it.

DJ Mills Loc: Idaho

Being from 1946, I used to be a "Boomer." you don't hear that too often anymore either.