iamwhatiseem
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Yeah I did think about that from time to time then.Nuclear war.
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Yeah I did think about that from time to time then.Nuclear war.
Falling over a cliff, I did that many times in my dreams.
Say when you were 10-12 years old?
I was asked that question and being a pretty fearless outdoor type of kid about all I could think of was when mom said "just wait till your father gets home" after I messed-up.
It was usually a hollow threat....But sometimes it wasn't.
I can relate, my 3rd grade teacher terrified us with the duck and cover under our desks---like that would help. LOLI had two: nuclear war and getting cancer.
Luckily, I've not had to deal with either of them.
Yet.
Well, my dad was a lot more even tempered than my mom.Mom never said that carelessly. If she said it....bad things were going to happen when Dad got home.
My folks split when I was 11 and I pretty much lost all fears after that.My greatest fear was something bad was going to happen to my parents. I had separation anxiety when they were at work and I’d be home waiting for them.
If my dad caught us doing something....and we could get to our mom (and wrap our arms around her legs and beg)....we might get pardoned.Well, my dad was a lot more even tempered than my mom.
Usually by the time he got home she had calmed down a bit.
Hell, my dad could put me in my place with a stern look.![]()

I was living in Fort Lauderdale during the Cuban Missile Crisis and I remember thinking, "How stupid do you think I am that a desk will save me from a nuclear bomb?"I can relate, my 3rd grade teacher terrified us with the duck and cover under our desks---like that would help. LOL

I was in 4th grade during that time and the sentiment of nearly everyone was "Gimme a gun and we'll go fight that commie." LOL, dumb kids.I was living in Fort Lauderdale during the Cuban Missile Crisis and I remember thinking, "How stupid do you think I am that a desk will save me from a nuclear bomb?"![]()
Death, hospitals and helicopters, and actually the fear of hospitals was just an extention of the fear of death. In my mind, if you go to the hospital, you're gonna die.
I wasn't really afraid of helicopters, but every time I heard one in the distance, it sent a shiver down my spine and feeling of dread, especially a Chinook........so I guess you could call it a fear. And only in the last 10 years or so, that sound doesn't bother me nearly as much.
As I learned about radiation as a kid, I thought the same thing and told my teacher that in front of the class (basically said that if we needed protection from the blast cloud we would all be irradiated and die slow painful deaths). 3rd grade girls cried at the idea and my principle spanked my butt for being so imprudent. He never asked me if I changed my mind (despite his ignorant statements) for which I was grateful, because he'd have been beating me all day.I was living in Fort Lauderdale during the Cuban Missile Crisis and I remember thinking, "How stupid do you think I am that a desk will save me from a nuclear bomb?"![]()
That's a one huge door!!!You would literally die where I live. I often open the back and front doors at the same time so they can fly through!
You would literally die where I live. I often open the back and front doors at the same time so they can fly through!
The door is only big enough for the Chinooks. The Chair Force's C-17s fly over at about 200 feet on a regular basis too! Other helos fly between the houses.That's a one huge door!!!
The door is only big enough for the Chinooks. The Chair Force's C-17s fly over at about 200 feet on a regular basis too! Other helos fly between the houses.
We are used to it. In Virginia we lived off the runway for a Navy auxiliary landing field, in Florida with three air stations in town and a general aviation airport with the Army National Guard nearby, in Kentucky outside Fort Knox, and now just southeast of Fort Campbell in Tennessee.