The Slice: It’s just a stroke of luck that we’re still here
Maybe I’m tripping.
But at this time of year, I like to think Spokane children are awed by the mere sight of those of us who are retirement age.
No, not because we survived the Cold War and heard authority figures tell us with straight faces that getting under our classroom desks would be a reasonable course of action in response to Russian missiles.
I like to think today’s kids would be impressed by the fact we lived with the near-constant threat of death due to going in swimming too soon after we had eaten.
“What was that like, great-grandfather? Were you scared?”