I was just a kid in the 1980s, so the nuances of politics were lost on me. But I remember loving to see the President on TV. My childhood was rather sheltered from the craziness of the world, but I remember a nuclear 'crisis' of some sort. It was all over TV and radio. I remember college kids being interviewed about the cyanide capsules they were buying and keeping handy. What kind of thing was nuclear war that people would rather kill themselves than live through it? A cousin who visited us talked about heading to the hills and said we should do the same since we had 19 missile silos between us and Tucson. It scared me.
But then President Reagan would come on TV and everything seemed to be ok. His voice was a comfort. It was strong, in charge.
People can debate his policies till the cows come home, but nothing will tarnish my childhood memories- as naive as they may be.
My prayers for the family for their strength during this time. And may God bless Pres. Reagan.
((((Lil'freeper))))
You know, the 24th of this month marks the one year anniversary of losing my Grama. I can relate to you feelings of loss being hypersensitive right now. This year has been hell for me. And there is a part of me that is even sorry that it is June because it seems like marking time in years makes her further away. My realistic part knows this is not so. She is so close. But, this anniversary coming up is hard.
Another one. (((Lil'freeper)))
Wonderful post. I can identify.