Posted on 06/06/2013 4:46:53 AM PDT by Kaslin
Glad to hear it. How would you like to live under...er...Chris Christie?!
Living under Chris Christie sounds terribly sweaty. ;)
I just couldn’t resist that joke. He was just on the radio here, breathing heavily into the microphone!
Oh, go away!
The last two pics made me laugh...then made me sad.
Hope all is well with you Windy.
Howdy, Exit. Good to see you. Things are well with me and mine. Business is hopping, so I don't get as much time to post as I used to. I guess that's a good thing :-)
Happy to hear business is hopping. Someone has to keep this economy going ;)
And were a disaster in the child-rearing department.
“It was a wonderful world, the post war world...”
Nice picture.
In my minds eye I see the nurtured, freshly clipped lawn, the slow drifting smoke of the barbeque. I can hear the strangely soft voices they used when discussing the war or the politics of the war, cupping their Pabst or Schaffer, ‘Lucky’ pinched between their fingers, one of those blurry tattoos peeking from a white undershirt sleeve.
Sometimes something such as your post spurs one of those mental videos and I feel a terrible nostalgia. Maybe it wasn’t as special (the time, the era)as we make out but it was the bit of theirs that they shared with us and it is gone...and here we are...
You’ll get no argument from me on that.
Your post is so beautiful it brought tears in my eyes. All my vet relatives playing poker on a summer day. The grass always mowed and emerald green. Kids, completely unsupervised (after the war, who gives a damn if your kid falls off his bike?!) and if you did yourself harm, it was your own fault. Baseball, stickball and stoopball. Lucky Strikes and yellow fingers (remember those nicotine-stained fingers?!) One thing I remember: no one every spoke abut the war.
Funny you should mention the lawns. I have a theory about that grass: That at some point, under the influence of the great psychological screw that was WWII, a HUGE number of people promised themselves that if they came out the other side more or less in one piece they'd take it easy, smell the roses, FOR REAL! Imagine going from cataclysm over 4 long years to Peace and Quiet in an afternoon?
The Boomers they sired would, in terms of Moral outrage, rake them over the coals for the seemingly small things that contented them. But the boomers had only known the peaceful world their parents had bought with blood and terror and could never comprehend the Joy of small things that their parents knew.
A HELL of a lot of effort went into those lawns and, I think, a HELL of a lot of peace was found upon them (well, at least until the damn kids became teenagers).
As a boomer, I know we had it pretty easy the first 45 years. I do not think our old age is going to be a picnic. I think it is going to be filled with death panels, limited and lousy health care, bankruptcy and a government gone wild. Perhaps it’s better to have a rough start in life and a softer end like my parents did.
Yeah, I was born in ‘58 and I was happy that I’d missed ‘Nam by literally months. Now, in “middle age”, we may be called upon to stand up. Ah well.
Yeah, Baby Boomers fought and died in Viet Nam (as well as others, of course). People who hate BBs always forget that. One of the worst memories in life was waiting for my brother’s lottery number (which turned out to be high) to come up. This was in ‘69 when many people had completely turned against the war.
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