'Talkin 'bout My Generation Comments

In the North we had the cold war. Sirens screamed; we crouched under desks, thin arms covering thinner heads. We were pre-Pompeii petrifies waiting for a future dig. We never left an atomic shadow.
Thissums up all life-threatening fears of the Boomer Generation, the Echoes, and A's through Z's. Of course, we Boomers back then were too young to worry.

We've never had planes or bombs fall from our skies.
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