Thankfully we dropped two non-hateful atomic weapons on Japan to end their war so your father lived.
“Thankfully we dropped two non-hateful atomic weapons on Japan to end their war so your father lived.”
YES. That is what my Dad firmly this believed. He was a pilot in the Army Air Corp. He became hospitalized & believed that is one reason he survived because many pilots didn’t. He also was dropped behind enemy lines to locate the enemy & use Morse code to reveal to the U.S. pilots where to bomb.
My parents were a brand-new married couple. My Mom said she hated the Japanese because they stole 4 years of their lives together. She also shared how German POW’s were taken to the Michigan State Fairgrounds in Detroit. She was very angry when she told me how loose slutty American women would line up at the fence to flirt with these POW’S while American soldiers were fighting & dying overseas. She was probably more angry because my Dad was in the hospital. I do understand how they both felt. But, this is all history now so I probably shouldn’t have shared.
Regarding elections:
My Dad would stand in a long line that stretched out the door of the polling station into the sidewalk & down the street in the sleet, snow & ice of winter cold after working 12 hours. I remember one time my Mom worried about him. But, he said not voting was like peeing on a soldier’s grave that died do we had the right because the soldier that died couldn’t vote.
BTW, one time we were walking about 2 city blocks to get milk at the store [no car]. Somehow he learned that I was getting picked-on in Jr. High during election time with some mocking & walking on the heel-backs of my shoes in the hallway lines for voting Republican. We were required to reveal which candidate we supported during a student ‘election’ in Social Studies class.
He told me he understood what it was like for me. He told me the the AFL/CIO union would call them in at work to ask how they were going to vote.
My father was a very committed Christian. I knew he valued truth & honesty. I asked him what did he do? Did he lie?
He was quiet for a while we walked.
Then he said, he had a family to feed. And, he believed in the sanctity of the secret ballot. So, he said he would tell them what they wanted to hear & God would understand because he had to answer under duress. [That is how & when I learned the meaning of duress!]