Sick Puppy
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A day late, but here's to Private Robert Hillman of Connecticut. Thank you.
A WWII vet told me that Bpt. was the most industrialized city in the world during that war. Wouldn't surprise me given the number of red-brick factories still there in the 60's. Row after row. Thousands of multi-family homes.I saw the story the other day on Instagram an incredible coincidence.
It does point out how important Ct was to the war effort and how mighty its manufacturing base .
There a Video on YouTube of a Navy Pilot from Stratford landing his Corsair fighter at Bridgeport Airport which was then adjacent to the Chance Vaught / Sirkorsky plant we he had been employed and his mom was still working . The MC was Tiny Markle who I remember on WICC .
Every factory large and small was making something for the war effort .
For Brass City residents million of shell cartridges were produced in that city . Almost no consumer products were produced anywhere .
in fact things were rationed . My daughters family , coffee snobs , were surprised a family could only buy 1lb of coffee every 5 weeks .
As a fellow coffee snob, they wouldn't have enjoyed their one pound anyway. But point taken.in fact things were rationed . My daughters family , coffee snobs , were surprised a family could only buy 1lb of coffee every 5 weeks .
Us millennials and Gen Zs are getting off easy. All we have to deal with is the collapse of civic life and an increasingly inhospitable planet.Those folks in the Silent and Greatest generations lived through crap that would be unimaginable in today's America.
I’m a mid-season millennial (born 1990).Us millennials and Gen Zs are getting off easy. All we have to deal with is the collapse of civic life and an increasingly inhospitable planet.
In all seriousness, I cannot imagine going to war. Always thankful to folks who serve now and those before them
10,000 Allied casualties, 5,000 killed in one day. 2000 dead on one beach.I’m a mid-season millennial (born 1990).
My grandfather grew up poor in Brooklyn during the 30s and 40s, when welfare was in its infancy. Came from a family of Pennsylvania coal miners. Between poverty and war rationing, he would routinely pretend to have mumps and beg for food door to door. As a child he was often sent to farms in the summer for some money for the family, and of course to make sure he ate. The kids of the neighborhood played stickball and with milk crates. He lost two uncles in the war.
I certainly wouldn’t trade worlds we each grew up in, and I’m glad that that life isn’t anywhere close to the norm like it was then.
The generation that deserves all the crap is the boomers lol