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Re: i was a little girl in the fifties...to me America was like this dream
Oh the fifties were better than people make them out to be. America was a wonderloand once. God bless you dear lady.
posted by
Justi
on September 20, 2011 at 7:29 PM
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i was a little girl in the fifties...to me America was like this dream
world...a wonderland.
posted by
Kabu
on September 20, 2011 at 7:18 PM
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Things have sure changed a lot over the years.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on September 14, 2011 at 11:28 AM
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posted by
Nita09
on September 14, 2011 at 8:44 AM
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reasons
I am jealous some people have age creep up... Me it came running randomly and slaped me in the face... Thanks!
posted by
Justi
on September 13, 2011 at 7:12 PM
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Justi, age must be creeping up; the mind does strange things when you least expect it. I meant to write Tokyo Rose in that initial comment to you describing my airforce friend's description of Tokyo Rose radio programs.
posted by
reasons
on September 13, 2011 at 5:59 PM
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Justi, there were two famous Rosies during WW11 -one good -one bad.
Rosie the Riveter referred to the many U.S. working women during that war. Many of them worked in munitions factories. Tokyo Rose was against us. From Japan she was on radio to armed forces trying to depress them so they'd stop fighting.
posted by
reasons
on September 13, 2011 at 5:44 PM
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Oh, I mis-understood, my bad
Won't matter if you want to delete it.
posted by
Raye09
on September 13, 2011 at 11:56 AM
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Re: Pearl Harbor bombing
I am so sorry. If I remember correctly those were two different Roses: Tokyo Rose and Rosie the Reverter were different people unless I have forgotten. It is good to hear someone who remembers that war. I sat up with my father to listen to the declaration of war speech by President Roosevelt. I loved your comment.
posted by
Justi
on September 13, 2011 at 11:20 AM
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I wasn't here and my parents didn't like talking about the war.
posted by
Kabu
on September 13, 2011 at 9:39 AM
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Pearl Harbor bombing
I remember the Dec. 7, 1941 radio announcement clearly. It was at 1 p.m. central time. It was during my college days. Not long after that brutal attack by the Japs, my boyfriend at the time went off to war, never to return. His plane was shot down over the Sea of Japan. But before that he had told me of Rosie the Riveter who, with radio messages from Japan, tried to depress & undermine our forces. Strangely, after we won that long war, Rosie the Riveter moved to Chicago and started a business in the downtown area. Of course there are more memories but even cyberspace is too limiting.
posted by
reasons
on September 13, 2011 at 8:14 AM
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Are you speaking of 9-11, Justi?
I was at home, watching stock market news and taking care of a precious one year old boy. I was frightened, confused, horrified. Went to the basement with the baby not knowing where else to go for our safety - no one knew what was coming next. I've done alot of research in the years since. The terrorists were the embodiment of true evil; I believe that with no argument! What, who, why they were spawned against humanity is something I don't think anyone will truly ever be able to comprehend. The same can be said for all atrocities against life, no matter the perpetrator/s or culture.
Sharing something I don't usually write about here, in the interest of respecting privacy, but I'm not mentioning names, so hopefully it will be okay (though I did a long time ago post a poem about this good soul who has been to the top of Empire State Building on the outside looking in, using his own steam, so to speak..and courage, lol.) I have the privilege of personally knowing this "hero of 9-11" - he restored communications swiftly after the hits - and his wish, as seems to be the same of so many of the families and others who were intimately involved with NYC on that day is for wisdom of a better, higher spirit to be gleaned; a spirit we all possess, somewhere beneath the surfaces of ego, pride and anguish; (thinking of myself here) wisdom that can lead to unity and peace. Striving for such is the purest way to honor those who were slain on that day.
Well, hope you don't mind my sharing that. Have a nice day.
posted by
Raye09
on September 13, 2011 at 7:34 AM
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