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To: palo verde
Palo, we went down the fire escape when the fire bells went off...that was the fire drill...

But when the air raid sirens went off every Tuesday at 10:30 in the morning, that was when we had to hide under the desks, and it was a bomb drill...

I always remember lunch in the high school cafeteria...most of the time, I had to bring my lunch, packed by my mom, at home....but often I would tell her not to pack me my lunch, as I was going to use my allowance money or my babysitting money, to buy a hot lunch....I used to love my schools hamburgers and fries, tho I suppose if I tried them today, I would be appalled at their taste....I always like their jello too, because it was all in neat little cubes..when we had jello at home, mom just made it in a big bowl, and then we just scooped it out in a big mess in our dessert bowl...I always liked the look of those little squares of jello....



592 posted on 08/08/2002 4:20:26 PM PDT by andysandmikesmom
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To: andysandmikesmom
my school was like loddy's
we did not have all-city sirens
the emergency broadcasting system we did have, but it only affected radio and tv
it would stop the shows for minute or two
for firedrill bells rang in school
the bomb drills were different, quiet affairs
the implication was we were practising in case the Russians dropped A bomb on our school
so we would hide under our desk
till teacher said ok to come out
maybe the principal announced it on PA system, I dont remember school bells ringing
it was not high drama cause there were no bells or sirens
and did not continue after elementary school
rofl I guess chicago expected to be hit but nyc did not
Love, Palo
595 posted on 08/08/2002 5:18:05 PM PDT by palo verde
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