During the Cuban Missile Crisis, we had two young children...A girl 4 and a boy 2...Like all parents we adored them...We had just built our first home and my husband had begun in a career that he stayed with all our married life...It was a good job with wonderful benefits that we enjoy to this day....But with this came the fact that I had to give up part of him to the company that employed him...He had to be there around the clock...That did not mean that his hours did not change as they did....But they rotated...This was hard on our marriage and rough as far as raising children.....But we survived and loved as the two fools that started this game long ago...Maybe it made us closer as we had our special hours alone as the children aged and those glorious moments of togetherness....
At the time this happened I got panicky....What would I do...My family did not live close and what if we were bombed...I knew that he was in a protected place where nothing could get at him but what about me...How would I be able to carry two babies to safety....What about food and what about water...Many people were building bomb shelters so I started storing water and food under the steps downstairs...I asked my husband if the bombs started would he come home to me with the children and he said NO....At the time I could have killed him and thinking about it now I could KILL him all over again but he had this big job that the area we lived in depended upon him...He was such a big part of what could happen that I had to accept this and as I am thinking about it again I am still getting mad, so I will forget this or else I will go and punch him and he won't know why..
....But that is how it was....
When you are young living with war and terrorism is horrible...Especially if you have young children...As you age you learn to accept...I don't know why but at this age in life, I doubt I would want to live through the disaster and results of watching people suffer and die.....
You talk of the Amish Farmer....That is a wonderful thought and they are wonderful people but how long would it take for the thugs from the City to invade their little world and steal what they have....Kind of a dog eat dog world out there.....
Before we built our house we looked at a home that was for sale...They had the bomb shelter...We looked at it and smiled...They had it secure OK but what about the ventilation and so many things that they had forgotten...It was like they thought that we will go down here and wait until the storm is over and then come out to this bright new world and continue.....
On 9/11, I learned many things I did not know...Maybe this is the day I really woke up.....I will have to write that one up too....
Despite all that I say on this life goes on...When I was young we were told to practice sitting under our desks in case of a bomb attack by Japan...We could not use our car because there was no gas...Food was not plentiful, we walked....So maybe this is just another part of life that is rough and
55 years from now someone will be writing the same things that I am saying about when they were 6 years old......I sure hope so....
Peace to all....Caroline