It seems strange that war time would bring to so many fond memories and impact our childhood in such positive ways, ways we still carry with us. But then something so big had the ability to shape us making us better folks. For me it was a time of innocence. My world was very small, but it was safe. My young mind drank in the sounds from the radio and they are still there. Even though we had sufficient food, it was probably then it was put in my mind "not to waste", and "clean your plate and be thankful for the food because some child in the world didn't have it so good". Ah what wonderful memories! Evelyn in sunny snow-melting Maine

Evelyn said, > It seems strange that war time would bring to so many fond memories and > impact our childhood in such positive ways, ways we still carry with us. > But then something so big had the ability to shape us making us better > folks. For me it was a time of innocence. My world was very small, but > it > was safe. My young mind drank in the sounds from the radio and they are > still there. Even though we had sufficient food, it was probably then it > was put in my mind "not to waste", and "clean your plate and be thankful > for > the food because some child in the world didn't have it so good". Ah what > wonderful memories! > > Evelyn in sunny snow-melting Maine Yep, them were the days for little kids. :-) vee in sunny snow-melting NY (just waiting for the next big snowfall!)