I could say the same except I was a child living on a military base in the south east during the Cuban Missile Crisis...
I have not felt this apprehensive since I was a child during the Cuban Missle Crisis.
I could say the same except I was a child living on a military base in the south east during the Cuban Missile Crisis...
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We were at Camp Pendleton. Our bags were packed and lined along the hallway. If the balloon went up, my dad was going to go to one of the bunkers, but he promised to call and indicate that he was being so assigned; we would grab the bags and leave the house.
I have found it impossible to convey to sheeple what the cold war was really like.
Both of my parents died just a few years ago. I still grieve for those two incredily strong and resourceful people, but I take comfort that neither of them lived to see the scum in power today.
I lived in Richmond and was in the 3rd grade. I was radioactive toast if they hit DC or if they hit Norfolk.
Strange, we had these bomb shelters in the schools yet our drills never included the bomb shelter. Wonder who got to go to the bomb shelters? Probably the teacher that made me eat the green peas...
Did you have a shelter? Did your drills include reaching the shelter?