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Jun 21, 2017 11:19:51   #
Oldsailor65 Loc: Iowa
 
Children Of The Best Of Times

Born in the 1930s and 40s, we exist as a very special age cohort. We
are the Silent Generation.

We are the smallest number of children born since the early 1900s. We
are the "last ones."

We are the last generation, climbing out of the depression, who can
remember the winds of war and the impact of a world at war which
rattled the structure of our daily lives for years.

We are the last to remember ration books for everything from gas to
sugar to shoes to stoves.

We saved tin foil and poured fat into tin cans.

We hand mixed 'white stuff' with 'yellow stuff' to make fake butter.

We saw cars up on blocks because tires weren't available.

We can remember milk being delivered to our house early in the
morning and placed in the "milk box" on the porch. [A friend's mother
delivered milk in a horse drawn cart.] We sometimes fed the horse,
and our dog, Spot, a Fox Terrier, would greet the milkman when he
made our delivery, then he would ride in Glenn's truck till the end
of his route, when Glenn would drive by the house and let Spot off
the truck just in time to greet us coming home from elementary school.

Many of us are the last to hear Roosevelt 's radio assurances and to
see gold stars in the front windows of our grieving neighbors.

Many of us can also remember the parades on August 15, 1945; VJ Day.

We saw the 'boys' home from the war, build their little houses,
pouring the cellar, tar papering it over and living there until they
could afford the time and money to build it out.

We are the last generation who spent much of our childhood without
television; instead we imagined what we heard on the radio.

As we all like to brag, with no TV, we spent our childhood "playing
outside until the street lights came on."

We did play outside and we did play on our own.

To play in the water, we turned the hose or the fire hydrants on and
ran through the spray.

The lack of television in our early years meant, for most of us, that
we had little real understanding of what the world was like.

Our Saturday afternoons, if at the movies, gave us newsreels of the
war sandwiched in between westerns and cartoons.

Telephones were one to a house, often shared and hung on the wall.

Computers were called calculators, they only added and were hand
cranked; typewriters were driven by pounding fingers, throwing the
carriage, and changing the ribbon.

The 'internet' and 'GOOGLE' were words that didn't exist.

Newspapers and magazines were written for adults and the news was
broadcast on our table radio in the evening by H.V. Kaltenborne and
Gabriel Heatter.

We are the last group who had to find out for ourselves.

As we grew up, the country was exploding with growth.

The G.I. Bill gave returning veterans the means to get an education
and spurred colleges to grow.

VA loans fanned a housing boom.

Pent up demand coupled with new installment payment plans put
factories to work.

New highways would bring jobs and mobility.

The veterans joined civic clubs and became active in politics.

In the late 40's and early 50's the country seemed to lie in the
embrace of brisk but quiet order as it gave birth to its new middle
class (which became known as 'Baby Boomers').

The radio network expanded from 3 stations to thousands of stations.

The telephone started to become a common method of communications and
"Faxes" sent hard copy around the world.

Our parents were suddenly free from the confines of the depression
and the war and they threw themselves into exploring opportunities
they had never imagined.

We weren't neglected but we weren't today's all-consuming family
focus.

They were glad we played by ourselves 'until the street lights came
on.'

They were busy discovering the post war world.

Most of us had no life plan, but with the unexpected virtue of
ignorance and an economic rising tide we simply stepped into the
world and started to find out what the world was about.

We entered a world of overflowing plenty and opportunity; a world
where we were welcomed.

Based on our naive belief that there was more where this came from,
we shaped life as we went.

We enjoyed a luxury; we felt secure in our future. Of course, just as
today, not all Americans shared in this experience.

Depression poverty was deep rooted.

Polio was still a crippler.

The Korean War was a dark presage in the early 50s and by mid-decade
school children were ducking under desks.

Russia built the "Iron Curtain" and China became Red China .

Eisenhower sent the first 'advisers' to Vietnam ; and years later, we
went to war there.

Castro set up camp in Cuba and Khrushchev came to power.

We are the last generation to experience an interlude when there were
no existential threats to our homeland.

We came of age in the 40s and 50s. The war was over and the cold war,
terrorism, technological upheaval, "global warming", and perpetual
economic insecurity had yet to haunt life with insistent unease.

Only our generation experienced both a time of apocalyptic war and a
time when our world was secure and full of bright promise and plenty.
We have lived through both.

We grew up at the best possible time, a time when the world was
getting better. not worse.

We are the Silent Generation - "The Last Ones".

More than 99.9% of us are either retired or deceased, and feel
privileged to have "lived in the best of times"!

The men and the women of all races that won WWII were the GREATEST GENERATION
They built the greatest country in the history of the Earth.
Now their grand children and great grand children are destroying it to the best of their ability.

Reply
Jun 21, 2017 11:32:55   #
Morgan
 
Oldsailor65 wrote:
Children Of The Best Of Times

Born in the 1930s and 40s, we exist as a very special age cohort. We
are the Silent Generation.

We are the smallest number of children born since the early 1900s. We
are the "last ones."

We are the last generation, climbing out of the depression, who can
remember the winds of war and the impact of a world at war which
rattled the structure of our daily lives for years.

We are the last to remember ration books for everything from gas to
sugar to shoes to stoves.

We saved tin foil and poured fat into tin cans.

We hand mixed 'white stuff' with 'yellow stuff' to make fake butter.

We saw cars up on blocks because tires weren't available.

We can remember milk being delivered to our house early in the
morning and placed in the "milk box" on the porch. [A friend's mother
delivered milk in a horse drawn cart.] We sometimes fed the horse,
and our dog, Spot, a Fox Terrier, would greet the milkman when he
made our delivery, then he would ride in Glenn's truck till the end
of his route, when Glenn would drive by the house and let Spot off
the truck just in time to greet us coming home from elementary school.

Many of us are the last to hear Roosevelt 's radio assurances and to
see gold stars in the front windows of our grieving neighbors.

Many of us can also remember the parades on August 15, 1945; VJ Day.

We saw the 'boys' home from the war, build their little houses,
pouring the cellar, tar papering it over and living there until they
could afford the time and money to build it out.

We are the last generation who spent much of our childhood without
television; instead we imagined what we heard on the radio.

As we all like to brag, with no TV, we spent our childhood "playing
outside until the street lights came on."

We did play outside and we did play on our own.

To play in the water, we turned the hose or the fire hydrants on and
ran through the spray.

The lack of television in our early years meant, for most of us, that
we had little real understanding of what the world was like.

Our Saturday afternoons, if at the movies, gave us newsreels of the
war sandwiched in between westerns and cartoons.

Telephones were one to a house, often shared and hung on the wall.

Computers were called calculators, they only added and were hand
cranked; typewriters were driven by pounding fingers, throwing the
carriage, and changing the ribbon.

The 'internet' and 'GOOGLE' were words that didn't exist.

Newspapers and magazines were written for adults and the news was
broadcast on our table radio in the evening by H.V. Kaltenborne and
Gabriel Heatter.

We are the last group who had to find out for ourselves.

As we grew up, the country was exploding with growth.

The G.I. Bill gave returning veterans the means to get an education
and spurred colleges to grow.

VA loans fanned a housing boom.

Pent up demand coupled with new installment payment plans put
factories to work.

New highways would bring jobs and mobility.

The veterans joined civic clubs and became active in politics.

In the late 40's and early 50's the country seemed to lie in the
embrace of brisk but quiet order as it gave birth to its new middle
class (which became known as 'Baby Boomers').

The radio network expanded from 3 stations to thousands of stations.

The telephone started to become a common method of communications and
"Faxes" sent hard copy around the world.

Our parents were suddenly free from the confines of the depression
and the war and they threw themselves into exploring opportunities
they had never imagined.

We weren't neglected but we weren't today's all-consuming family
focus.

They were glad we played by ourselves 'until the street lights came
on.'

They were busy discovering the post war world.

Most of us had no life plan, but with the unexpected virtue of
ignorance and an economic rising tide we simply stepped into the
world and started to find out what the world was about.

We entered a world of overflowing plenty and opportunity; a world
where we were welcomed.

Based on our naive belief that there was more where this came from,
we shaped life as we went.

We enjoyed a luxury; we felt secure in our future. Of course, just as
today, not all Americans shared in this experience.

Depression poverty was deep rooted.

Polio was still a crippler.

The Korean War was a dark presage in the early 50s and by mid-decade
school children were ducking under desks.

Russia built the "Iron Curtain" and China became Red China .

Eisenhower sent the first 'advisers' to Vietnam ; and years later, we
went to war there.

Castro set up camp in Cuba and Khrushchev came to power.

We are the last generation to experience an interlude when there were
no existential threats to our homeland.

We came of age in the 40s and 50s. The war was over and the cold war,
terrorism, technological upheaval, "global warming", and perpetual
economic insecurity had yet to haunt life with insistent unease.

Only our generation experienced both a time of apocalyptic war and a
time when our world was secure and full of bright promise and plenty.
We have lived through both.

We grew up at the best possible time, a time when the world was
getting better. not worse.

We are the Silent Generation - "The Last Ones".

More than 99.9% of us are either retired or deceased, and feel
privileged to have "lived in the best of times"!

The men and the women of all races that won WWII were the GREATEST GENERATION
They built the greatest country in the history of the Earth.
Now their grand children and great grand children are destroying it to the best of their ability.
Children Of The Best Of Times br br Born in the 1... (show quote)


It's nice that you feel that way, and in many ways you may be correct, but you last viewpoint of possibly your own grandchildren is made up of focusing only on the negative and nothing on the positive, if you don't see any positive that is due to where you focus. I see much promise for the future in our younger generations, they have let go much of the bigotry and baggage of the older generations, i'm sorry to say... especially yours. The sooner we get rid of prejudices the better the world will be.

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Jun 21, 2017 11:46:08   #
Oldsailor65 Loc: Iowa
 
Morgan wrote:
It's nice that you feel that way, and in many ways you may be correct, but you last viewpoint of possibly your own grandchildren is made up of focusing only on the negative and nothing on the positive, if you don't see any positive that is due to where you focus. I see much promise for the future in our younger generations, they have let go much of the bigotry and baggage of the older generations, i'm sorry to say... especially yours. The sooner we get rid of prejudices the better the world will be.
It's nice that you feel that way, and in many ways... (show quote)


It is the younger people who are wearing mask, looting, burning buildings, taking away other people's 1st amendment right, insisting on segregation again.

Don't tell me how great this younger generation is!!

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Jun 21, 2017 12:19:01   #
GmanTerry
 
Oldsailor65 wrote:
Children Of The Best Of Times

Born in the 1930s and 40s, we exist as a very special age cohort. We
are the Silent Generation.

We are the smallest number of children born since the early 1900s. We
are the "last ones."

We are the last generation, climbing out of the depression, who can
remember the winds of war and the impact of a world at war which
rattled the structure of our daily lives for years.

We are the last to remember ration books for everything from gas to
sugar to shoes to stoves.

We saved tin foil and poured fat into tin cans.

We hand mixed 'white stuff' with 'yellow stuff' to make fake butter.

We saw cars up on blocks because tires weren't available.

We can remember milk being delivered to our house early in the
morning and placed in the "milk box" on the porch. [A friend's mother
delivered milk in a horse drawn cart.] We sometimes fed the horse,
and our dog, Spot, a Fox Terrier, would greet the milkman when he
made our delivery, then he would ride in Glenn's truck till the end
of his route, when Glenn would drive by the house and let Spot off
the truck just in time to greet us coming home from elementary school.

Many of us are the last to hear Roosevelt 's radio assurances and to
see gold stars in the front windows of our grieving neighbors.

Many of us can also remember the parades on August 15, 1945; VJ Day.

We saw the 'boys' home from the war, build their little houses,
pouring the cellar, tar papering it over and living there until they
could afford the time and money to build it out.

We are the last generation who spent much of our childhood without
television; instead we imagined what we heard on the radio.

As we all like to brag, with no TV, we spent our childhood "playing
outside until the street lights came on."

We did play outside and we did play on our own.

To play in the water, we turned the hose or the fire hydrants on and
ran through the spray.

The lack of television in our early years meant, for most of us, that
we had little real understanding of what the world was like.

Our Saturday afternoons, if at the movies, gave us newsreels of the
war sandwiched in between westerns and cartoons.

Telephones were one to a house, often shared and hung on the wall.

Computers were called calculators, they only added and were hand
cranked; typewriters were driven by pounding fingers, throwing the
carriage, and changing the ribbon.

The 'internet' and 'GOOGLE' were words that didn't exist.

Newspapers and magazines were written for adults and the news was
broadcast on our table radio in the evening by H.V. Kaltenborne and
Gabriel Heatter.

We are the last group who had to find out for ourselves.

As we grew up, the country was exploding with growth.

The G.I. Bill gave returning veterans the means to get an education
and spurred colleges to grow.

VA loans fanned a housing boom.

Pent up demand coupled with new installment payment plans put
factories to work.

New highways would bring jobs and mobility.

The veterans joined civic clubs and became active in politics.

In the late 40's and early 50's the country seemed to lie in the
embrace of brisk but quiet order as it gave birth to its new middle
class (which became known as 'Baby Boomers').

The radio network expanded from 3 stations to thousands of stations.

The telephone started to become a common method of communications and
"Faxes" sent hard copy around the world.

Our parents were suddenly free from the confines of the depression
and the war and they threw themselves into exploring opportunities
they had never imagined.

We weren't neglected but we weren't today's all-consuming family
focus.

They were glad we played by ourselves 'until the street lights came
on.'

They were busy discovering the post war world.

Most of us had no life plan, but with the unexpected virtue of
ignorance and an economic rising tide we simply stepped into the
world and started to find out what the world was about.

We entered a world of overflowing plenty and opportunity; a world
where we were welcomed.

Based on our naive belief that there was more where this came from,
we shaped life as we went.

We enjoyed a luxury; we felt secure in our future. Of course, just as
today, not all Americans shared in this experience.

Depression poverty was deep rooted.

Polio was still a crippler.

The Korean War was a dark presage in the early 50s and by mid-decade
school children were ducking under desks.

Russia built the "Iron Curtain" and China became Red China .

Eisenhower sent the first 'advisers' to Vietnam ; and years later, we
went to war there.

Castro set up camp in Cuba and Khrushchev came to power.

We are the last generation to experience an interlude when there were
no existential threats to our homeland.

We came of age in the 40s and 50s. The war was over and the cold war,
terrorism, technological upheaval, "global warming", and perpetual
economic insecurity had yet to haunt life with insistent unease.

Only our generation experienced both a time of apocalyptic war and a
time when our world was secure and full of bright promise and plenty.
We have lived through both.

We grew up at the best possible time, a time when the world was
getting better. not worse.

We are the Silent Generation - "The Last Ones".

More than 99.9% of us are either retired or deceased, and feel
privileged to have "lived in the best of times"!

The men and the women of all races that won WWII were the GREATEST GENERATION
They built the greatest country in the history of the Earth.
Now their grand children and great grand children are destroying it to the best of their ability.
Children Of The Best Of Times br br Born in the 1... (show quote)


I remember all that.

Semper Fi

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Jun 21, 2017 12:21:13   #
archie bunker Loc: Texas
 
Morgan wrote:
It's nice that you feel that way, and in many ways you may be correct, but you last viewpoint of possibly your own grandchildren is made up of focusing only on the negative and nothing on the positive, if you don't see any positive that is due to where you focus. I see much promise for the future in our younger generations, they have let go much of the bigotry and baggage of the older generations, i'm sorry to say... especially yours. The sooner we get rid of prejudices the better the world will be.
It's nice that you feel that way, and in many ways... (show quote)


You have no prejudices?

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Jun 21, 2017 12:43:14   #
Oldsailor65 Loc: Iowa
 
archie bunker wrote:
You have no prejudices?


Hell yes I have prejudices just like everyone else. If you say you don't have prejudices you're lying.
Some of these prejudices I was not raised with but developed them, learned them due to the actions of the people
that I became prejudiced against. That is called EXPERIENCE. I didn't used to be prejudiced
against Muslims but I dammed sure am now due to their actions around the world. This again is called EXPERIENCE.

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Jun 21, 2017 13:42:59   #
archie bunker Loc: Texas
 
Oldsailor65 wrote:
Hell yes I have prejudices just like everyone else. If you say you don't have prejudices you're lying.
Some of these prejudices I was not raised with but developed them, learned them due to the actions of the people
that I became prejudiced against. That is called EXPERIENCE. I didn't used to be prejudiced
against Muslims but I dammed sure am now due to their actions around the world. This again is called EXPERIENCE.


You nailed it! Every human, and animal has prejudices. Some learned, some instinctual. We all discriminate too. That's the way God built us, and it cannot be changed.

This ain't rocket surgery for crying out loud!

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Jun 21, 2017 15:00:49   #
working class stiff Loc: N. Carolina
 
Oldsailor65 wrote:
It is the younger people who are wearing mask, looting, burning buildings, taking away other people's 1st amendment right, insisting on segregation again.

Don't tell me how great this younger generation is!!



I suspect that these youngsters would beg to differ and remind you about over-generalizing about large groups of people:

http://www.gettyimages.com/photos/us-marine-corps?excludenudity=true&sort=mostpopular&mediatype=photography&phrase=us%20marine%20corps


Old farts have been complaining about youngster since time immemorial. Nothing new here.

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Jun 21, 2017 17:14:22   #
Oldsailor65 Loc: Iowa
 
working class stiff wrote:
I suspect that these youngsters would beg to differ and remind you about over-generalizing about large groups of people:

http://www.gettyimages.com/photos/us-marine-corps?excludenudity=true&sort=mostpopular&mediatype=photography&phrase=us%20marine%20corps




Old farts have been complaining about youngster since time immemorial. Nothing new here.


"Youngsters" of now days are a lot different than youngsters of 20 years ago

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Jun 21, 2017 18:36:13   #
Morgan
 
Oldsailor65 wrote:
It is the younger people who are wearing mask, looting, burning buildings, taking away other people's 1st amendment right, insisting on segregation again.

Don't tell me how great this younger generation is!!



That's only what you choose to hear, you ignore anything good

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Jun 21, 2017 18:37:49   #
Morgan
 
archie bunker wrote:
You have no prejudices?



This isn't about me.

Reply
 
 
Jun 21, 2017 18:39:36   #
Morgan
 
Oldsailor65 wrote:
Hell yes I have prejudices just like everyone else. If you say you don't have prejudices you're lying.
Some of these prejudices I was not raised with but developed them, learned them due to the actions of the people
that I became prejudiced against. That is called EXPERIENCE. I didn't used to be prejudiced
against Muslims but I dammed sure am now due to their actions around the world. This again is called EXPERIENCE.



That's experience along with one's perception.

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Jun 21, 2017 18:41:31   #
Morgan
 
working class stiff wrote:
I suspect that these youngsters would beg to differ and remind you about over-generalizing about large groups of people:

http://www.gettyimages.com/photos/us-marine-corps?excludenudity=true&sort=mostpopular&mediatype=photography&phrase=us%20marine%20corps


Old farts have been complaining about youngster since time immemorial. Nothing new here.



Now that's the truth, and every generation thinks theirs was the best.

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Jun 21, 2017 18:44:24   #
Morgan
 
archie bunker wrote:
You nailed it! Every human, and animal has prejudices. Some learned, some instinctual. We all discriminate too. That's the way God built us, and it cannot be changed.

This ain't rocket surgery for crying out loud!



Really, that's the way God built us, who the heck taught you that? It cannot be changed...anything can be changed and it always does...eventually.

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Jun 21, 2017 19:42:18   #
archie bunker Loc: Texas
 
Morgan wrote:
Really, that's the way God built us, who the heck taught you that? It cannot be changed...anything can be changed and it always does...eventually.


This post proves to me what a leftist. Utopian, unrealistic, idiot you are. It also screams out that you are an absolute communist who believes in indoctrination, as opposed to free thought.
Your utopian dreams are just that. DREAMS.

Do you take meds for your delusions?

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