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Fellow member and friend George sent me this and it's too good not to post here.


Born in the 1930s and 40s, we exist as a very special age group.

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

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

We are the last to remember ration books for everything from gas to 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.

We can remember milk being delivered to our house early in the morning and placed in the “milk box” on the porch.

We are the last to see the gold stars in the front windows of our grieving neighbors whose sons died in the War.

We saw the 'boys' home from the war, build their little houses.

We are the last generation who spent childhood without television; instead, we imagined what we heard on the radio.

As we all like to brag, with no TV, we spent our childhood "playing outside”.

There was no little league. There was no city playground for kids.

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.

On Saturday afternoons, the movies, gave us newsreels sandwiched in between westerns and cartoons.

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.

The 'INTERNET’ and ‘GOOGLE’ were words that did not exist.

N ewspapers and magazines were written for adults and the news was broadcast on our radio in the evening by Gabriel Heatter and later Paul Harvey.

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 opened many factories for work.

New highways would bring jobs and mobility.

The veterans joined civic clubs and became active in politics.

The radio network expanded from 3 stations to thousands.

Our parents were suddenly free from the confines of the depression and the war, and they threw themselves into exploring opportunities
they had never imagined.

We weren't neglected, but we weren't today's all-consuming family focus.

They were glad we played by ourselves until the street lights came on.

They were busy discovering the post war world.

We entered a world of overflowing plenty and opportunity; a world where we were welcomed, enjoyed ourselves and felt secure in our future.

Although depression poverty was deeply remembered.

Polio was still a crippler.

We came of age in the 50s and 60s.

The Korean War was a dark passage in the early 50s and by mid-decade school children were ducking under desks
for Air-Raid training.

Russia built the “Iron Curtain” and China became Red China .

Eisenhower sent the first 'Army Advisers' to Vietnam.

Castro took over in Cuba and Khrushchev came to power.

We are the last generation to experience an interlude when there were no threats to our homeland. The war was over and the cold war, terrorism, “global warming”, and perpetual
economic insecurity had yet to haunt life with unease.

Only our generation can remember both a time of great war, and a time when our world was secure and full of bright promise and plenty. lived through both.

We grew up at a time when
the world was getting better. not worse.
We are "The Last Ones"
More than 99 % of us are either retired or deceased, and
we feel privileged to have lived in the best of times which will probably never be repeated.
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Amen to that Harry.I could add more memories from the 40s also. I reckon we've seen the best of times.James.
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I'm only weeks away from turning 70 Harry and I remember most but not all of those things. Being a Boomer I grew up with veterans from WW2 who were our parents and the many stories both good and bad that went with that. Veterans were returning from Korea which led to the war against communism.

For the most part we had it pretty good in my generation, despite blackout curtains being hung over our grammar school windows in about 1960 and at the same time told to get under my desk if the sirens went off. I remember Krushchev taking his shoe off and banging it on the desk in front of him at the UN. Shortly after was the Bay of Pigs invasion and the Cuban missile crisis.

I remember getting up early on Saturday mornings so that I could watch cartoons on TV and then later in the morning walking the 3 miles to the theater that would show a double feature with cartoons and Flash Gordon episodes for 25 cents.
We also had party lines and we would hear our neighbors pick up after we answered to see if there was something interesting to hear.

I saw the last of the splash oiled engines in cars and the advent of pressure oiled engines and automatic transmissions and V8s suddenly became popular. Half of my male friends in school were backyard mechanics. Just about anyone who could drive could drive a standard. Radios were still an option, especially ones that had FM and there were very few of those stations. Air conditioning either in a house or in a car was still a luxury. Having a second vehicle was almost unheard of.

Transistor radios became popular just before I hit my teens and the pocket transistor radio was a big deal. They don't even exist anymore. The only way to store music was on vinyl or on a reel-to-reel recorder. Records were just starting to be recorded in stereo.
We were taught how to handle firearms at an early age and no one thought a thing about me or my friends walking down the highway to the place in the woods where we could go shoot safely with our guns. Most adults were more concerned about what we might do with their daughters. Justifiably so. Back then the men were men and the women were happy with that. There was little blurring of that division of the sexes. We knew that if we had to go to war that it was them and the children we would be doing it for. It was our duty and we accepted that responsibility.

Communism and socialism were dirty words and we were taught that freedom was lost when you went down those roads. Somewhere along the way that message has been lost in history even though it's still true. Just ask Alexis.

It was common back then for opposing viewpoints on political opinion to be aired on the news instead of the one sided one they want you to hear these days.

You were actually expected to be able to make change for a dollar and be able to spell when you graduated school.

Back then we were taught that we were overdue for another ice age and all the studies pointed to it being imminent. Studies also showed that smoking wasn't bad for you.
I have to agree with you Harry that it was great times and I'm glad to have lived it. My kids had a similar opportunity as they grew up out in the country and they I think are greatfull for that experience too and it grounded both of them, something I don't see in a lot of the kids that grew up in the city.

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Beautifully put Charles.

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Harry and Charles, I remember those days quite well. I also remember hearing when I was in grade school that the earth was cooling. How about that?
I'm 70 and my cousin is about 5 years older. A number of years ago, her daughter told her that she admired her and the times she grew up. Asked why, her daughter said that those times of the 40s, 50s, and 60s were so much simpler and not filled with the distractions kids have now; this conversation would have been in the 80s maybe.
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Pretty well covers it. Got a few other memories, but that is close enough.

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Thank you for sharing that Harry, I can remember most of what is in that post.

I'll be 72 in a few months, like most of us, my dad came home from the South Pacific after serving in the Army building landing strips during the day so they could be blown apart during the night. He and my mom married in June of '46 and I came along in September '47...and life was beautiful. My dad and my uncles never talked much about the war, but looking back, I can now see how it affected their lives to some extent... but they were all ready to move on and enjoy the freedom that they sacrificed so much for.

This could not have come at a better time for me, we are attending a large family gathering on Sunday and I have actually spent a lot of time finding & saving photos that my dad brought home and I hadn't seen in a long time. I am going to ask the younger people to look at the pictures of their family members who were in danger for 4 or more years, in the inhospitable jungles of the Pacific Islands and in Europe. I am going to try to print this page so the "KIDS" can read what it was like. I don't believe in living in the past, but if we try to forget history, we WILL relive it.

I am now off my soapbox.
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Harry and Charles, reliving those years is great. Lots of fond memories, and some not so with my Father on a Coast Guard cutter in the Pacific.
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Well spoken guys, I am only 60 but the difference between my upbringing and my children is so different it's like night and day.
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Yes, quite the comprehensive list. I experienced many of those events, although, being born in 1947, I missed many. My father was a Marine in WWII, serving two tours in the Pacifc but did not see any combat. He was among the troops amassing for the invasion of Japan. Had that happened, I might not be here. I have been acutely aware of that ever since becoming aware of it and am highly respectful and appreciative of all Veterans but especially for all who lost their lives defending out country. I visited Normandy in 1998 and am still deeply moved by how many died then and through the rest of the war.

My family (parents and older brother, 1944) lived in southern California during the war and then again permanently beginning in 1948. I was born in Dayton, OH. When going through my father's things as we got him out of his house and into assisted living (his demise), we found a page from a note pad with a list of life events. About item seven was:

"Moved back to California under threat of divorce".

My mother loved SoCal (and probably hated Ohio, where they grew up) so much she made my father move us back to SoCal in 1948. They made that trip with a 4-yr and 1-yr old in a surplus Jeep towing a surplus Jeep trailer. Hard to image that trip, primarily on two-lane roads, etc. "The Good Old Days".

I grew up in a small beach town just north of San Diego, Solana Beach. It was idyllic, to us kids at least. We played "army" by digging implacements in dirt banks and drove our toy army vehicles on dirt roads we constructed, etc. We did battle with our toy "army men". We didn't know why we did this, we just did it. Our milk man, John, actually entered out house and put the milk in our refrigerator, as we sat at the breakfast table. He later opened the first convenience market, a "Speedy Mart", that later became a 7-11. He lived across the street from me then. He died from "Lock-Jaw", from an injury to a hand by reaching under a running power mower.

I walked barefooted to the beach and hiked over the small hill behind town and shoot my 22 rifle at anything that moved. I wandered through fallow bean fields and sagebrush hills. I later learned that those bean fields were fallow because they had been farmed by Japanese families who were incarcerated during the "internment" during WWII. My older brother had classmates who were born in the internment camps. I had classmates whos families had been. I was unaware of any of this until adulthood.

I experienced the dawn of the "surfing craze" in the mid-50s. I was too little, however, as I could not reach across or lift my brother's 12ft balsa wood surfboard, so I eschewed surfing and became a body surfer. I don't know, but expect those surfboards were larger than those now used by "stand on" boards.

We played in an abandoned concrete bunker on the hill above where I lived. We weren't supposed to, but we did. It was called the "Pill Box". I believe it was never a gun implacement. Rather probably an observation bunker for Japanese airplanes and ships during the WWII. I know there were adults who did watch duty when I was a kid, I think as part of the Civil Air Patrol, so that may have been during the Korean War.

My father was extremely conservative and very concerned about invasion and/or attach by atomic bombs. Beginning in 1961, we (he, my older brother and I) hand-dug a huge hole in our back yard and layed tons of concrete, rebar and concrete blocks building a fallout shelter. My father tried to keep it a secret. Didn't want the neighbors invading our shelter in a time of crisis. He was outed, however, after late one night, around 2:30 am, as he entered the house after finish troweling the top "patio" slab over the shelter. He noticed an odd reddish glow to the west. It was the lumber yard, two blocks away, on fire. He reported it and that was reported in the newspaper, that he was up at that hour "finishing a fallout shelter". It never got totally finished. The water table was amazingly present and filled the bottom with a couple feet of water. Prior to that, he used it to store his "home brew" beer.

Yes, that was a special time and I am very fortunate to have lived it. I now live in a tiny ranching town in NE Oregon, to be near my granddaughter. It is nearer to those old times/places than any in my personal experience.

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