I remember clearer my father storing up stuff in our basement in case of the unimaginable.
I remember him telling us that if anything happen he would come and get us from school.
Mom was a mess that day. She wanted to keep us home from school.
I don't think people really understood nuclear power back then and what it can do to people.
I was in the Bay Of Florida in the Navy when Kennedy was shot...we were sure that we were going to war.
That reminds me...not that it pertains to bird flu but rather a local terrorist attack....our school district will go into lockdown and parents will not be allowed to remove their kids from school....so they say. As if the teachers will stay there to protect them as opposed to fleeing to tend to their own family.
I was in the 2nd grade at that time. I remember the drills...going into the hallway, getting on our knees, heads low, arms around head.
I cannot tell you how many nights I was afraid to go to sleep for fear of a nuCLEAR attack. Even into the 6th grade.
My father was a cop in South Florida and he took me down to the beach where the troops were landing, ala Normandy. Still have the photo of me holding a BAR and looking tough next to an 82nd Airborne troopie.