Who is old enough to remember the "under the desk"

[2naSalit]

130. I remember THAT part too

my dad was a Navy subchaser (the VPs) who followed those missiles from point A to point B and living in military housing, though attending public schools, we were almost all military kids. I attended too many schools as we were always changing duty stations after each tour so I remember some schools did the "duck and cover" thing and in the newer buildings we were herded into the hallway where we knelt heads to the wall with our hands clasped over the backs of our necks. Funny, when in Key West during the missile crisis, they didn't make us do any of that, they must have figured it wasn't going to matter... we were toasted marshmallows and that was that. Mostly we were in the NE but I recall the horrible nightmares too, one in particular that I still involuntarily recall to this day.

I think that the type of violence we accept as a society, then and now, is how we manage to terrorize our children and anyone who has a sensitivity toward any kind of violence. We don't seem to have moved very far up the evolutionary ladder on that topic.