Anice read....with lots of truths

[MrTom]

I hope and pray that EVERYONE takes the time to read this….. and LISTEN to every word….. It is WELL worth the couple of minutes…..

I talked to a man today
I wonder what my Dad would say about all this if he were alive today?
I talked with a man today, an 80+ year old man. I asked him if there was anything I can get him while this Coronavirus scare was gripping America.
He simply smiled, looked away and said:

“Let me tell you what I need! I need to believe, at some point, this country my generation fought for… I need to believe this nation we handed safely to our children and their children…
I need to know this generation will quit being a bunch of sissies…that they respect what they’ve been given…that they’ve earned what others sacrificed for.

I wasn’t sure where the conversation was going or if it was going anywhere at all. So, I sat there, quietly observing.
“You know, I was a little boy during WWII. Those were scary days. We didn’t know if we were going to be speaking English, German or Japanese at the end of the war. There was no certainty, no guarantees like Americans enjoy today.
And no home went without sacrifice or loss. Every house, up and down every street, had someone in harm’s way. Maybe their Daddy was a soldier, maybe their son was a sailor, maybe it was an uncle. Sometimes it was the whole damn family…fathers, sons, uncles…

Having someone, you love, sent off to war…it wasn’t less frightening than it is today. It was scary as Hell. If anything, it was more frightening. We didn’t have battle front news. We didn’t have email or cellphones. You sent them away and you hoped…you prayed. You may not hear from them for months, if ever. Sometimes a mother was getting her son’s letters the same day Dad was comforting her over their child’s death.

And we sacrificed. You couldn’t buy things. Everything was rationed. You were only allowed so much milk per month, only so much bread, toilet paper. EVERYTHING was restricted for the war effort. And what you weren’t using, what you didn’t need, things you threw away, they were saved and sorted for the war effort. My generation was the original recycling movement in America.

And we had viruses back then…serious viruses. Things like polio, measles, and such. It was nothing to walk to school and pass a house or two that was quarantined. We didn’t shut down our schools. We didn’t shut down our cities. We carried on, without masks, without hand sanitizer. And do you know what? We persevered. We overcame. We didn’t attack our President, we came together. We rallied around the flag for the war. Thick or thin, we were in it to win. And we would lose more boys in an hour of combat than we lose in entire wars today.”

He slowly looked away again. Maybe I saw a small tear in the corner of his eye. Then he continued:
“Today’s kids don’t know sacrifice. They think a sacrifice is not having coverage on their phone while they freely drive across the country. Today’s kids are selfish and spoiled. In my generation, we looked out for our elders. We helped out with single moms who’s husbands were either at war or dead from war. Today’s kids rush the store, buying everything they can…no concern for anyone but themselves. It’s shameful the way Americans behave these days. None of them deserve the sacrifices their granddads made.

So, no I don’t need anything. I appreciate your offer but, I know I’ve been through worse things than this virus. But maybe I should be asking you, what can I do to help you? Do you have enough pop to get through this, enough steak? Will you be able to survive with 113 channels on your tv?”

I smiled, fighting back a tear of my own…now humbled by a man in his 80’s. All I could do was thank him for the history lesson, leave my number for emergency and leave with my ego firmly tucked in my rear.
I talked to a man today. A real man. An American man from an era long gone and forgotten. We will never understand the sacrifices. We will never fully earn their sacrifices. But we should work harder to learn about them..learn from them…to respect them.

The Stuart Herald Newspaper and Four County Bulletin
*Borrowed, copied and pasted* Do the same

May God Bless.

 

[Matthew323]

I'm 65, be 66 early next month.

I sometimes tell people some of the stories my parents told us about growing up during the depression, and the rationing during WWII.

My father was diabetic, so he could not enlist.

Margarine replaced butter, unless you had connections in the Black Market. It came in 1st Gen plastic with the brilliant white vegetable fat separated from the safflower (?) yellow dye the same way 2-part epoxy is sold today. My mom used to say that it was her job as the oldest daughter living at home to break the seal between the fat and the dye, and to try to massage the two together to mimic butter.

She would tell us that it was impossible to get the dye to completely, and evenly, distribute itself through the fat. It would end up with ugly yellow streaks running through this unnatural looking white fat.

Not only did it look terrible, it tasted terrible as well.

Just one of what most would consider at that time in history, as you were living it, an insignificant part of daily life; but in reality it was to herald the beginnings of a complete sea change in the way Americans would eventually view food, and how it was to be packaged.

 

[MrTom]

I remember the good old olio margarine in bags with the dye capsule that needed breaking. Guess who's job that was?

 

[Ninering62]

I hope and pray that EVERYONE takes the time to read this….. and LISTEN to every word….. It is WELL worth the couple of minutes…..

I talked to a man today
I wonder what my Dad would say about all this if he were alive today?
I talked with a man today, an 80+ year old man. I asked him if there was anything I can get him while this Coronavirus scare was gripping America.
He simply smiled, looked away and said:

“Let me tell you what I need! I need to believe, at some point, this country my generation fought for… I need to believe this nation we handed safely to our children and their children…
I need to know this generation will quit being a bunch of sissies…that they respect what they’ve been given…that they’ve earned what others sacrificed for.

I wasn’t sure where the conversation was going or if it was going anywhere at all. So, I sat there, quietly observing.
“You know, I was a little boy during WWII. Those were scary days. We didn’t know if we were going to be speaking English, German or Japanese at the end of the war. There was no certainty, no guarantees like Americans enjoy today.
And no home went without sacrifice or loss. Every house, up and down every street, had someone in harm’s way. Maybe their Daddy was a soldier, maybe their son was a sailor, maybe it was an uncle. Sometimes it was the whole damn family…fathers, sons, uncles…

Having someone, you love, sent off to war…it wasn’t less frightening than it is today. It was scary as Hell. If anything, it was more frightening. We didn’t have battle front news. We didn’t have email or cellphones. You sent them away and you hoped…you prayed. You may not hear from them for months, if ever. Sometimes a mother was getting her son’s letters the same day Dad was comforting her over their child’s death.

And we sacrificed. You couldn’t buy things. Everything was rationed. You were only allowed so much milk per month, only so much bread, toilet paper. EVERYTHING was restricted for the war effort. And what you weren’t using, what you didn’t need, things you threw away, they were saved and sorted for the war effort. My generation was the original recycling movement in America.

And we had viruses back then…serious viruses. Things like polio, measles, and such. It was nothing to walk to school and pass a house or two that was quarantined. We didn’t shut down our schools. We didn’t shut down our cities. We carried on, without masks, without hand sanitizer. And do you know what? We persevered. We overcame. We didn’t attack our President, we came together. We rallied around the flag for the war. Thick or thin, we were in it to win. And we would lose more boys in an hour of combat than we lose in entire wars today.”

He slowly looked away again. Maybe I saw a small tear in the corner of his eye. Then he continued:
“Today’s kids don’t know sacrifice. They think a sacrifice is not having coverage on their phone while they freely drive across the country. Today’s kids are selfish and spoiled. In my generation, we looked out for our elders. We helped out with single moms who’s husbands were either at war or dead from war. Today’s kids rush the store, buying everything they can…no concern for anyone but themselves. It’s shameful the way Americans behave these days. None of them deserve the sacrifices their granddads made.

So, no I don’t need anything. I appreciate your offer but, I know I’ve been through worse things than this virus. But maybe I should be asking you, what can I do to help you? Do you have enough pop to get through this, enough steak? Will you be able to survive with 113 channels on your tv?”

I smiled, fighting back a tear of my own…now humbled by a man in his 80’s. All I could do was thank him for the history lesson, leave my number for emergency and leave with my ego firmly tucked in my rear.
I talked to a man today. A real man. An American man from an era long gone and forgotten. We will never understand the sacrifices. We will never fully earn their sacrifices. But we should work harder to learn about them..learn from them…to respect them.

The Stuart Herald Newspaper and Four County Bulletin
*Borrowed, copied and pasted* Do the same

May God Bless.

Fantastic story, thank you so much for posting it. I grew up listening to many stories as a youngin from my grandparents & kin born at/around the turn of the century in Wva Pa Md born here in the states. And my German grandmother born in the same time, just in Germany, & my mother born in what got turned into East Prussia by a single mom (father she never met died in the war) in 1943.
I was born in 62 & like many, I here born in the 50's & 60's I can see & say some of the same things about the change in the next cpl generations we've watched change our countries mental & physical landscape to proportions many of us aren't too pleased about or proud of. so we can directly relate to this story & agree with a heck of a lot, if not 100%. I do not know ANY young ppl today that would have survived those days when Men were real men,Women were real women AND THERE WAS A CLEAR DIFFERENCE, or have been anything but a blubbering in ebonics burden or cannon fodder. And for the record, I to hear our countries young ppl today that want to disarm ALL American citizens, rewrite/negate/wipe their asses with our constitution & have the govt run every aspect of our existence & turn this country into one giant mixed raced, clueless & uneducated, unarmed, lazy crybaby lost entitled cowardly gender-confused sheep eager to have the good ole USA a socialist dictator state OWNED BY OUR ENEMIES is beyond gut-wrenchingly infuriating. Our govt is a monster of a corporation only out for itself & " THE PARTY - left or right ( BOTH TOTALLY DISGUST ME) with NO OTHER CHOICES anymore", entirely devoid of why & how it was orig created By the People FOR THE PEOPLE. This country's biggest threat is destroying us from within & freely, openly welcoming in our mortal enemies with
F-ing hugs & FREE EVERYTHING that WE ALL PAY FOR. How long before this generation facilitates everyone MUST pray 5 times a day facing Mecca ( AND I DONT MEAN WALMART ) I must stop now, blood pressure is soaring now lol. Kind Regards all
I have to slightly amend this post & close with this; My last question was not rhetorical! Already a post like this is enough to get me arrested in some countries ( how long before its here)? Already a post like this will get me kicked of & banned from Facebook & youtube. How long before speaking aloud this post in the USA will get me arrested? ts already happening in other western civilized nations. How long before anyone can simply accuse anyone else of just THINKING like this post or agreeing with the writer of this post would get them arrested? BTW does any of this unacceptable intolerable insane BS sound even remotely horrifyingly familiar ???????????

 

[mrhunterken]

Fantastic story, thank you so much for posting it. I grew up listening to many stories as a youngin from my grandparents & kin born at/around the turn of the century in Wva Pa Md born here in the states. And my German grandmother born in the same time, just in Germany, & my mother born in what got turned into East Prussia by a single mom (father she never met died in the war) in 1943.
I was born in 62 & like many, I here born in the 50's & 60's I can see & say some of the same things about the change in the next cpl generations we've watched change our countries mental & physical landscape to proportions many of us aren't too pleased about or proud of. so we can directly relate to this story & agree with a heck of a lot, if not 100%. I do not know ANY young ppl today that would have survived those days when Men were real men,Women were real women AND THERE WAS A CLEAR DIFFERENCE, or have been anything but a blubbering in ebonics burden or cannon fodder. And for the record, to hear our countries young ppl today that want to disarm ALL American citizens, rewrite/negate/wipe their asses with our constitution & have the govt run every aspect of our existence & turn this country into one giant mixed raced, clueless & uneducated, unarmed, lazy crybaby lost entitled cowardly gender-confused sheep eager to have the good ole USA a socialist dictator state OWNED BY OUR ENEMIES is beyond gut-wrenchingly infuriating. Our govt is a monster of a corporation only out for itself & " THE PARTY - left or right ( BOTH TOTALLY DISGUST ME) with NO OTHER CHOICES anymore", entirely devoid of why & how it was orig created By the People FOR THE PEOPLE. This country's biggest threat is destroying us from within & freely, openly welcoming in our mortal enemies with
F-ing hugs & FREE EVERYTHING that WE ALL PAY FOR. How long before this generation facilitates everyone MUST pray 5 times a day facing Mecca ( AND I DONT MEAN WALMART ) I must stop now, blood pressure is souring now lol. Kind Regards all
I have to slightly amend this post & close with this; My last question was not rhetorical! Already a post like this is enough to get me arrested in some countries ( how long before its here)? Already a post like this will get me kicked of & banned from Facebook & youtube. How long before speaking aloud this post in the USA will get me arrested? ts already happening in other western civilized nations. How long before anyone can simply accuse anyone else of just THINKING like this post or agreeing with the writer of this post would get them arrested? BTW does any of this unacceptable intolerable insane BS sound even remotely horrifyingly familiar ???????????

I can't agree with you even more times 2!! God Bless America!!!

 

[Ninering62]

I can't agree with you even more times 2!! God Bless America!!!

Well thank ya kindly, I'm an atheist so I firmly believe that YET once again, if man don't do the work of their god, won't jack crap ever get done. BUt I do love my country, always have, always will, I just ain't so proud of it at times. Kind regards

 

[Boston Bill]

I hope and pray that EVERYONE takes the time to read this….. and LISTEN to every word….. It is WELL worth the couple of minutes…..

I talked to a man today
I wonder what my Dad would say about all this if he were alive today?
I talked with a man today, an 80+ year old man. I asked him if there was anything I can get him while this Coronavirus scare was gripping America.
He simply smiled, looked away and said:

“Let me tell you what I need! I need to believe, at some point, this country my generation fought for… I need to believe this nation we handed safely to our children and their children…
I need to know this generation will quit being a bunch of sissies…that they respect what they’ve been given…that they’ve earned what others sacrificed for.

I wasn’t sure where the conversation was going or if it was going anywhere at all. So, I sat there, quietly observing.
“You know, I was a little boy during WWII. Those were scary days. We didn’t know if we were going to be speaking English, German or Japanese at the end of the war. There was no certainty, no guarantees like Americans enjoy today.
And no home went without sacrifice or loss. Every house, up and down every street, had someone in harm’s way. Maybe their Daddy was a soldier, maybe their son was a sailor, maybe it was an uncle. Sometimes it was the whole damn family…fathers, sons, uncles…

Having someone, you love, sent off to war…it wasn’t less frightening than it is today. It was scary as Hell. If anything, it was more frightening. We didn’t have battle front news. We didn’t have email or cellphones. You sent them away and you hoped…you prayed. You may not hear from them for months, if ever. Sometimes a mother was getting her son’s letters the same day Dad was comforting her over their child’s death.

And we sacrificed. You couldn’t buy things. Everything was rationed. You were only allowed so much milk per month, only so much bread, toilet paper. EVERYTHING was restricted for the war effort. And what you weren’t using, what you didn’t need, things you threw away, they were saved and sorted for the war effort. My generation was the original recycling movement in America.

And we had viruses back then…serious viruses. Things like polio, measles, and such. It was nothing to walk to school and pass a house or two that was quarantined. We didn’t shut down our schools. We didn’t shut down our cities. We carried on, without masks, without hand sanitizer. And do you know what? We persevered. We overcame. We didn’t attack our President, we came together. We rallied around the flag for the war. Thick or thin, we were in it to win. And we would lose more boys in an hour of combat than we lose in entire wars today.”

He slowly looked away again. Maybe I saw a small tear in the corner of his eye. Then he continued:
“Today’s kids don’t know sacrifice. They think a sacrifice is not having coverage on their phone while they freely drive across the country. Today’s kids are selfish and spoiled. In my generation, we looked out for our elders. We helped out with single moms who’s husbands were either at war or dead from war. Today’s kids rush the store, buying everything they can…no concern for anyone but themselves. It’s shameful the way Americans behave these days. None of them deserve the sacrifices their granddads made.

So, no I don’t need anything. I appreciate your offer but, I know I’ve been through worse things than this virus. But maybe I should be asking you, what can I do to help you? Do you have enough pop to get through this, enough steak? Will you be able to survive with 113 channels on your tv?”

I smiled, fighting back a tear of my own…now humbled by a man in his 80’s. All I could do was thank him for the history lesson, leave my number for emergency and leave with my ego firmly tucked in my rear.
I talked to a man today. A real man. An American man from an era long gone and forgotten. We will never understand the sacrifices. We will never fully earn their sacrifices. But we should work harder to learn about them..learn from them…to respect them.

The Stuart Herald Newspaper and Four County Bulletin
*Borrowed, copied and pasted* Do the same

May God Bless.

Thank you. How true.