Bill Martino said:Living thru WWII even as a boy had a profound effect on me -- perhaps even more because I was a boy and trying to get a value system established within myself.
An old now retired college prof pal of mine a few years older than me puts it this way: What this country needs is another great depression and WWII.
I sum it up simply: Those who lived thru WWII are different.
I can still remember riding into town with my Mom and watching her use the coupons at the grocery store that were issued to everyone for the purchase of shortage items.No matter how hard it got we seemed to get by.I now really appreciate the great good fortune of being raised in the country on a farm where you always had at least one dog for your constant companion and unpastuerized milk and that churned buttermilk with a big slice of buttered cornbread and fresh tomatoes and corn on the cob.Oh!Oh!Oh!