The following was originally posted by our friend, BEVIEK, about 2 years ago.
We are the last, climbing out of the depression, who can remember the winds of war and the war itself with fathers and uncles going off. We are the last to remember ration books for everything from sugar to shoes to stoves. We saved tin foil and poured fat into tin cans. We saw cars up on blocks because tires weren’t available. My mother delivered milk in a horse drawn cart..We are the last to hear Roosevelt’s radio assurances and to see gold stars in the front windows of our grieving neighbors. We can also remember the parades on August 15, 1945; VJ Day..We saw the ‘boys’ home from the war build their Cape Cod style houses, pouring the cellar, tar papering it over and living there until they could afford the time and money to build it out..We are the last who spent childhood without television; instead imagining what we heard on the radio. As we all like to brag, with no TV, we spent our childhood “playing outside until the street lights came on.” We did play outside and we did play on our own. There was no little league.
The lack of television in our early years meant, for most of us, that we had little real understanding of what the world was like. Our Saturday afternoons, if at the movies, gave us newsreels of the war and the holocaust sandwiched in between westerns and cartoons. Newspapers and magazines were written for adults. We are the last who had to find out for ourselves..As we grew up, the country was exploding with growth. The G. I. Bill gave returning veterans the means to get an education and spurred colleges to grow. VA loans fanned a housing boom. Pent up demand coupled with new installment payment plans put factories to work. New highways would bring jobs and mobility. The veterans joined civic clubs and became active in politics.
DennisinSeattle Premium Member almost 7 years ago
Reaction to the new “ampersand” line has been mixed…
DennisinSeattle Premium Member almost 7 years ago
By the way Rose, we have this patriotic batch coming in tomorrow, it will look great on you for the Fourth:
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Coyoty Premium Member almost 7 years ago
“…you wouldn’t give yourself a wedgie.”
whiteheron almost 7 years ago
Yeah ……maybe, but I really don’t think so.
whiteheron almost 7 years ago
What time is today’s parade? I mean, we have to do something to honor our Veterans today.
Linguist almost 7 years ago
GROG Premium Member almost 7 years ago
Maybe a different color pair of shorts.
Happy, happy, happy!!! Premium Member almost 7 years ago
Nope.
ChessPirate almost 7 years ago
He just can’t understand why the guys down at the “Go for the Gold” Sporting Club keep telling him they’re blue…
Fan o’ Lio. almost 7 years ago
The following was originally posted by our friend, BEVIEK, about 2 years ago.
We are the last, climbing out of the depression, who can remember the winds of war and the war itself with fathers and uncles going off. We are the last to remember ration books for everything from sugar to shoes to stoves. We saved tin foil and poured fat into tin cans. We saw cars up on blocks because tires weren’t available. My mother delivered milk in a horse drawn cart..We are the last to hear Roosevelt’s radio assurances and to see gold stars in the front windows of our grieving neighbors. We can also remember the parades on August 15, 1945; VJ Day..We saw the ‘boys’ home from the war build their Cape Cod style houses, pouring the cellar, tar papering it over and living there until they could afford the time and money to build it out..We are the last who spent childhood without television; instead imagining what we heard on the radio. As we all like to brag, with no TV, we spent our childhood “playing outside until the street lights came on.” We did play outside and we did play on our own. There was no little league.
The lack of television in our early years meant, for most of us, that we had little real understanding of what the world was like. Our Saturday afternoons, if at the movies, gave us newsreels of the war and the holocaust sandwiched in between westerns and cartoons. Newspapers and magazines were written for adults. We are the last who had to find out for ourselves..As we grew up, the country was exploding with growth. The G. I. Bill gave returning veterans the means to get an education and spurred colleges to grow. VA loans fanned a housing boom. Pent up demand coupled with new installment payment plans put factories to work. New highways would bring jobs and mobility. The veterans joined civic clubs and became active in politics.
BEV, come back to us, you are missed!