I thought this post by Laurie F. was really thought and memory provoking.
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Laurie’s post flashed me back to when I was about 7. Every night I wished, I begged, I prayed for World Peace. This was the 1950″s when Russia was the United States’ arch enemy and they had developed the atomic bomb.
At school we didn’t just have fire drills we had DUCK & COVER drills. Teachers would instruct us to go into the cloak room – a walled-off part of every classroom where students hung their coats and jackets, there were no windows, and duck down on the floor putting our heads down and cover our heads with our arms. If there wasn’t enough time to go into the cloak room we were to duck under our desks, This way we would be safe when the Russians dropped an atomic bomb.
A siren would randomly go off about once a month and we ducked & covered, never knowing if this was a drill or the real thing.
Sounds rather ludicrous now but in 1950 it was taken seriously.
I was terrified. There was always this lurking threat of the unknown that could separate me from my parents forever.
Every night I would lie in bed trying to figure out where I would go to duck & cover if I weren’t at school but at home. We didn’t have a cloak closet but we did have a separate cellar in the back yard covered by a huge wooden door. I had never gone down the steps into the cellar, too scary – pitch black, smelling of must and mold, covered with spider webs and the spiders who made their home there. I was more afraid of going down into the seller than the bomb.
Running out of safe places I would beg God every night to make world peace. But it was all too overwhelming to a 7-year-old so I stopped praying.
Instead I started praying and wishing for a bicycle. So I saved and saved all the money I ever received as a birthday present in a savings account. When I was 9 I got a Schwinn bicycle,