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04/22/19 01:51 PM #3958    

 

Barbara Kahn (Tepper)

Stephanie, I thought Mrs. Dobbins was wonderful too. She was my homeroom teacher at least one year, maybe more?  My mother was very fond of her too and they had a nice friendship. 

Paul, I don't eat ketchup but know that many people do. The strange thing is that it's automatically added to the White Castle hamburgers here unless you request none. It's odd and alters the original burger. I have no idea why they started doing it but it's not new. 

I do like the drink machines at Wendy's they have that give many options. They may still have Dave's red cream soda which is really like the old Barq's red pop. It was at Wendy's last week but the machines are often broken or out of flavors so I couldn't tell if it was still available or not.  

Haute cuisine is not for me. I like to order for myself and not wait for service. I don't like dressing up either.  A lifetime of political functions has made me prefer casual and easy, no frills. It's ok with me if I cook at home a little bit too. 


04/22/19 05:29 PM #3959    

 

Paul Simons

This is to try to clarify adding images in reply to Stephanie. The "Message Center" doesn't support images so I'm putting it here. 

This is the window that comes up when you click the Image icon - IN GOOGLE CHROME:

 


The first step is to click the "Choose File" button. This lets you navigate to the folder where your image file is. Next you click on that file, click "Open", then you can click "Upload".

It's different in IE and Firefox. There, the "Choose File" button is labeled "Browse". This is ONLY in Google Chrome.


04/24/19 02:01 AM #3960    

 

Philip Spiess

Paul:  Dear god!  Your photo makes my mouth water!  The frozen White Castles from our local grocery here in northern Virginia when microwaved just don't come out the same as the fresh ones -- which my father and mother and I used to have as late night (call it midnight) snacks when I was at WHHS, and on into college.  It was surely the fried onions and the pickles.


04/24/19 05:47 AM #3961    

 

Paul Simons

Phil do you remember the way the burgers, buns, and onions were arranged at White Castle restaurants? I'm told that the reason for the 5 holes in each burger was to allow the vapors released during cooking to permeate the onions and then the buns which were arrayed in an offset grid atop the meat patties which were square and frozen so they could be placed right next to one another on the grill, making he whole thing a checkerboard of culinary ecstasy.

So the hot vapors both cook the onions and pick up their flavor, transporting it into the buns while also heating them. The whole thing has been allowed to exist without impediment for decades. I sincerely hope it stays that way. If it were to be challenged, and it went to today's highest court, we'd have to say goodbye to the joy of our lives, the foundation of our faith in all that is right and good, our White Castle hamburgers!

04/24/19 10:45 PM #3962    

 

Philip Spiess

Okay, Paul, here's the deal:  yes, as you wrote it -- accurately -- it brought to mind many mid-day and/or nighttime visits to the White Castle in Camp Washington (the one closest to Clifton) and the gurgling digestive juices as we watched our order being cooked, with that inevitable ground beef-and-onion smell in the air.

But (as you might guess) I'm going to add a few details; these are drawn from a book in my library entitled Selling 'em by the Sack:  White Castle and the Creation of American Food (1997), by David Gerard Hogan, an associate professor of American History at Heidelberg College in Ohio.  (I wrote about some aspects of White Castle history on this Forum several years ago, notably that the White Castle in Cincinnati was the originator of "half & half," due to a shortage of cream for the coffee during the World War II years; sugar, coffee, Coca-Cola, ONIONS!, and other important food products were also often in short supply or non-existent at White Castle during the war years.)

But now as to "the five-hole patty":  Professor Hogan writes (page 117) that labor and meat prices kept creeping upward in the years following World War II, and White Castle had to find a way to cut costs.  "In 1951, the home office leadership [Columbus, Ohio] decided to take the unprecedented step of trimming the size of its hamburger patty from one to eight-tenths of an ounce, effectively getting two additional patties from each pound of ground beef.  To achieve this reduction in size, White Castle made its square patty thinner and bored its distinctive five holes into the meat."

"Originally proposed on an anonymous employee suggestion sheet in 1947 by Cincinnati operator Earl Howell, this five-hole concept was slow to catch the attention or interest of company officials.  But when White Castle finally 'downsized' its patty in 1951, it publicly touted the inclusion of the holes as a way to make the meat cook faster, in less than a minute, while also allowing more steam and juices into the bun on top."

But Wait!  There's More!  Next to the White Castle history in my library, I found, to my astonishment (horror?), a 10-panel pamphlet entitled "Cooking 'em by the Sack:  Twelve Recipes for Cooking with White Castle Hamburgers" (1994)!  Apparently, White Castle had held a nationwide contest challenging people to submit recipes that used at least ten White Castle hamburgers as the main ingredient.  The Grand Prize Winner was "Broccoli 'Castlerole'."  (I'll spare you the details, but Ritz crackers and Velveeta cheese were among the ingredients, so you get the idea.)  Other recipes included "Stuffed Castle Peppers," "Castle Nacho Grande," "Castle Casserole," "Meat Loaf Supreme," "Rolled Castle Steak," "Hamburger and Zucchini Casserole," "White Castle Vidalia Dip," "Breakfast Castle Casserole," "Swedish Castle Casserole," "Turkey Stuffing," and "Slider Bread."  As if this wasn't down-turn enough in cultural mores, the same pamphlet urges "If you've created your own 'masterpiece' with White Castle hamburgers, drop us a line.  You could be published in our next cookbook . . . ," etc., etc.  As the late New Yorker writer and Algonquin Round Table habitue Dorothy Parker used to comment, "Tonstant weader fwowed up!"


04/25/19 09:50 AM #3963    

 

Paul Simons

Phil I am both amused and delighted that you clearly understand the importance of the White Castle hamburger in the progress of civilization. I gladly accept the history you cite for the existence of the 5 holes. The action of the hot vapors is an example of serendipity that in my opinion rivals the discovery of X-rays by Roentgen a long time ago. By the way, I will be maintaining the traditional spelling - 'hamburger' - despite the introduction of 'hamberder' by one self-proclaimed Nobel Peace Prize laureate over whom enough ink has been spilled to simulate the effects of a stationary hurricane over a West Texas town that never gets much rain but there's no global warming, is there.

Cincinnati has so much to be proud of. White Castles, Pete Rose, Skyline, and this guy. I have to say that like White Castle, the chili parlors are open late and smell so good. I have been to Camp Washington Chili and I love it - but no more than the other chili emporia which make Cincinnati the greatest city on earth.



 

 


04/25/19 01:58 PM #3964    

 

Steven Levinson

Speaking of White Castle and the progress of civilization, do you remember when White Castle got busted for using horse meat, which apparently doesn't brown when you cook it?  That was bright.  And am I wrong that during our WHHS years, Cincinnati's White Castles, or some of them, wouldn't serve black people?


04/25/19 02:26 PM #3965    

 

Paul Simons

All I could find was a complaint alleging unequal coupon requirements, recently, at a Chicago location. Nothing on the Wikipedia page about racism. In general on this topic I'm still waiting for that first stone to be cast by that blameless person. I don't see how anyone living their life in this incredibly racist country could be totally innocent of any trace of it.

Re: horse meat - nothing I could see on Wikipedia about it. But I'm at work, limited time to peruse. Again in general I subscribe to the rule that the more extreme the accusation is, the more conclusive the evidence must be. If anyone has reputable links to such evidence, of a Cincinnati White Castle discriminating ethnically or of any of their restaurants serving horse meat, bring it on. I realize there are more powerful search tools than what I have access to which is just Google.

04/25/19 09:20 PM #3966    

 

Larry Klein

Funny you guys should mention Camp Washington Chili. I ate there Tuesday evening on my way down 75 to the Reds game. Had a dbl Decker BLT platter. Reds won a game I attended for the first time in 4 years, 7-6 with 11+ strikeouts, so free Larosa's pizza to boot.


04/25/19 11:41 PM #3967    

 

Philip Spiess

Steve and Paul:  White Castle History (Installment 2):  When I read your Forum entry, Steve, I flew to my library (okay, I'm an old man; I trotted -- hmm, no -- I shuffled -- god, no! -- I staggered -- nope, I hadn't had that much Scotch yet, it was still early -- ah! I loped! -- uh, no, too lupine, and too Groucho Marx! -- no, now I've got it:  I ambled casually, even cautiously, into my library, being careful not to step on or trip over the many stacks of piled books that were there on the floor, all of them first editions -- of paperbacks, of course) to check out, in my book on White Castle history (mentioned last night in Post # 3962), the matters of which you wrote.  [Caveat:  I do not know Professor Hogan; therefore, I do not know whether his book was his dissertation, a paid hack job shilling for the White Castle hamburger industry (Heidelberg College is not far from Columbus, White Castle's headquarters), or because he is a "foodie," or because it was a labor of love because he grew up with White Castles.  Ergo, I am just reporting what his book says.]

On the Matter of Horse Meat:  A whole chapter ("White Castle Goes to War") of the book is devoted to food, staff, metal (for the buildings), and other shortages due to World War II (I mentioned some of these in my last post; there were times when beef was quite unavailable, and White Castle had to rely on selling egg sandwiches or grilled cheese).  But even after rationing was lifted by the Truman administration in the post-World War II era, certain shortages continued or came and went (for awhile).  One such was beef (page 119):  "In the wake of this controversy over holes and prices, White Castle also experienced a brief but potentially disastrous horsemeat scare.  Old fears about the quality of ground meat were rekindled when an Indiana newspaper reported the arrest of several meat suppliers who were adding large quantities of horsemeat to their hamburger.  Sales throughout the regional fast-food industry plummeted, forcing the closure of some of the smaller restaurants. . . .  White Castle immediately ran large newspaper ads, reminding its customers that its patties were 100 percent beef, produced by the large and reputable Swift Company [Spiess note:  this was not necessarily true under Swift or Armour in the 19th century; cf. Upton Sinclair's The Jungle and the work of Harvey Wiley under Teddy Roosevelt] under strict government supervision. . . .  Nevertheless, much of the public stayed far away from all types of ground meat. . . .  Because of its damage-control advertising, White Castle's sales suffered only marginally, but its operators were besieged by endless horseburger jokes. . . .  Another customer ordered, 'Saddle me two to go.'  White Castle endured the joking because its customers kept buying. . . .  Just as the horsemeat scare was subsiding in the Indiana and Chicago area, rumors briefly surfaced in Minneapolis claiming that White Castle itself used horsemeat in its hamburgers.  Sparked by an anonymous tip to the Minnesota State Heath Department, these rumors were quickly quieted when state inspectors found no supporting evidence."  Five months later the trial of the horsemeat culprits took place.  "Fortunately, White Castle's solid reputation for quality enabled it to survive the scare relatively unscathed."

On the Matter of Serving Black People:  Of course, I was of high school age when I started going to White Castles by myself or with my father (before that, my father had just brought them home) to the White Castle in Camp Washington or to the White Castle on the northeast corner of Reading Road and East McMillan (?).  I do not recall a time when I did not see African-Americans among the customers therein.  Indeed, my father used to josh with some of them as we waited in line for our order.  But to quote Professor Hogan (page 165):  "Racial unrest and conflict more directly affected White Castle than other fast-food chains in the 1960s because most of the outlets of the leading franchised chains were located in predominantly white suburbia, whereas most of White Castle's restaurants were in urban neighborhoods that had become heavily African American since World War II.  Although White Castle never segregated its restaurants and was long known among African Americans as a place where they would be readily served, a frequent complaint arose in the early 1960s that White Castle employed very few black workers.  In fact, in many cities the company had no black employees, which was particularly troubling as blacks comprised an increasingly large percentage of White Castle's customer base."  In short, after a brief New York City boycott in 1963, "White Castle actively started recruiting more black workers and soon achieved an acceptable racial balance in its workforce."

The Green Books:  This seems the appropriate place to mention one of my birthday presents from my son last month:  two editions of The Negro Motorist [later, The Negro Travelers'] Green Book:  Guide for Travel & Vacations.  Because the era of "Jim Crow" and segregation denied so many African-Americans places to stay, dine, drink, shop, enjoy night clubs, find welcoming barbershops or hair salons, or even utilize automotive service stations when they desired to travel, one Victor H. Green in 1936 began to publish this series of annual guides (much like the AAA and Duncan Hines guides for white folk in the same period) for African-Americans to find "safe houses" (almost like the "Underground Railroad" of a century earlier) where they would be welcomed when traveling throughout the United States.  My son had purchased four in reprint and offered me two as my present; I selected the 1940 edition and the 1959 edition (yes, obviously still necessary in that year).  Looking in both of them at the Cincinnati entries, I recognized, in the 1940 guide, none of the 5 hotels, 1 tourist home, 2 restaurants, 3 taverns, 1 drug store, 1 barber shop, or 2 beauty parlors listed (although I recognized most of their addresses).  By the 1959 guide, out of 4 hotels listed, I recognized the Y.W.C.A. (but the Y.M.C.A. was not listed); nor did I recognize any of the listings of 1 tourist home or 8 restaurants (White Castle was not mentioned -- perhaps it was generally known?).

And Another Note for Paul on the Cooking of Those Burgers:  From Hogan's book (pages 103-104):  "In a further attempt to save meat [during World War II], [Billy] Ingram [White Castle's founder] also introduced a new method for cooking the hamburgers . . . referred to as "the New York style" for its place of origin, which differed from the old one in that the patty was flipped to cook on both sides.  With this new method, onions were spread all over the griddle, and the patty was placed on top of them, with the buns directly on top of the patties.  The reason for this change was both to save time by cooking all the sandwich components together and to minimize the waste from the patties, which broke apart while being flipped."

I could go on (as you know), but, as I've written too much already, I'll just say to Larry that Camp Washington Chili was one of my grandfather's favorite places to stop by for carry-out in the 1950s, as he worked nearby at the Reliable Castings Corp. on Spring Grove Avenue at the foot of Brashears Street.


04/26/19 07:46 AM #3968    

 

Paul Simons

Thanks for the research Phil. At this time it appears that there was no conspiring between White Castle management and any purveyors of horse meat. And it appears that there was no barrier to anyone's right to purchase the product. Concerning hiring practices, it appears that when concerns were voiced, they were addressed. No collusion, no conspiracy. And, most tellingly, no need to hide anything, no obstruction. Looking at the entire history, from the founding of the company to the present instant, I can't say there was anything like a 'witch hunt', but there were baseless allegations that proved to be just that - baseless allegations. Were they unfounded allegations? Baseless and unfounded? Yes, they're synonymous. But were they scurrilous? That cannot be determined without additional data. One could yearn for similar outcomes in other matters as well, but such yearning might likely go unfulfilled.

About the Reds Larry - they will be here in Philly in June. I hope they have plenty of stretchers, bandages, and alcohol to blunt the pain of 3 straight losses - if that happens. See, I can't really "talk smack" because I know that no matter how good a player or a team is there are enormous elements of luck and chance which make it interesting in the first place. And I was thrilled to see Tiger Woods win the way he did. That gives me hope - it ain't over until it's over. Not by a long shot. At least I hope so.


04/27/19 12:05 AM #3969    

 

Bruce Fette

Philip, et al,

 

Having eaten White Castles by the hundreds of sack fulls during my years in Cincy, as well as many of the other wonderful Cincy choices of chili, and ice cream, ribs, red soda and assorted culinary delights, I provide Philip another collection of highest accolades for recounting these histories.  Thanks Phil. 

Perhaps you can find one more culinary delight story. I grew up with cherry trees in the back yard and my Grandmother would pick the cherrys (before the birds got them); she would preserve them in mason jars, sealed with wax, and eventually make cherry pies.  But I very distinctly remember that on the way home one Sunday we stopped at a bakery in Northside, and she bought some family sized cherry danish thing completely covered with white sugar frosting.  It was fabulous. This bakery was slightly west of Hamilton Ave and per memory was somewhere between Hoffner and BlueRock.  It was likely closed by the time I was in WHHS. Any chance of rediscovering the existence of this bakery and its history?

And by the way, to all the College Hill kids, how many of you remember waiting at Knowlton's corner for the 17, and grabbing a burger while we waited? The burger shop there made them delicious. Right next to Okrent's if I remember correctly.  :)

Paul, Too true.

 

 


04/27/19 05:44 AM #3970    

 

Paul Simons

Speaking of Knowlton's Corner Bruce does anyone remember Lapirow Brothers Surplus Electronics store? I was then, like now, 100% nerd and would take the bus there on Saturdays now and then to just stare at the WW2 bombsights and walkie-talkies and dynamotors and all the parts that went into them and maybe buy a battery holder or a speaker and marvel at the enormous amount of work it takes to be a military power. It was a museum of technology. Come to think of it so is an automobile recycling yard.

Hamburgers - John Belushi must have been at the place on Reading Rd near California Ave, where there was a White Castle, run by a man from a European country so his premier menu item was pronounced "hangaburger, and it was good enough that it drew MORE Bond Hill Elementary School lunch-hour diners than the White Castle itself!!! Also, the Toddle House chain was good at hamburgers as well. The waitresses communicated orders to the cooks in a language that I cannot reproduce. It predated every programming language from BASIC to C++ but was equally compact, modular, and efficient.


04/27/19 09:31 AM #3971    

 

Jeff Daum

Paul when I was a patrol boy at California and Redding road while at Bond Hill, I used to use the 5 for 25 cents coupon at White Castles all the time. smiley


04/27/19 04:17 PM #3972    

 

Steven Levinson

Sorry for the delayed resonse.  Thanks, Phil, for the elaboration on the horse meat matter.  Memories are faulty, of course, but I remember (false memory?) some allegations during our WHHS years of racially discriminatory service at the White Castle located at Dana and Montgomery.  Obviously, I could be wrong.


04/28/19 12:10 AM #3973    

 

Philip Spiess

Steve:  As you and I and (presumably) all our classmates know, racial (and other) discrimination can strike at any place at any time, despite whatever laws or regulations are in place.  "Constant vigilance is the price of liberty" -- Thomas Jefferson (a notorious slaveholder).

Paul:  As I know from my career, the whole world is a museum of human civilization, and things from eons ago keep appearing to amaze us.  I myself became a member of the national Society for Industrial Archeology (and became the first president of the Washington chapter of said Society) because of those junk yards and abandoned factories and mills, which the Society studies and seeks to preserve for study.  (I've quoted many sections of my 1978 Guide to the Industrial Archeology of Cincinnati on this Forum.)  Fascinatingly (to me), ancient and historic garbage heaps, privy pits, and even coprolites (the petrified shit of both animals and humans) yield important scientific and historic information to those interested enough and willing to study them (coprolites, for example, yield important information about ancient or not-so-ancient diets and nutrition, as well as information about crop yields or famines in a given area).

I attended Williams YMCA in Walnut Hills as a teenager for awhile, and, when my mother picked me up, we'd go to the Toddle House on Victory Parkway (I believe it was) for lunch.  Their hamburgers were superb, particularly with the yellow mustard they served.

And I've mentioned my love of the B/G restaurants downtown ("Home of the Bottomless Cup," i.e., coffee) and their incredible sandwiches, the "B/G" and "The Whiz," among others (it was the mayonnaise that made their sandwiches so remarkable).  Does no one else remember this?  


04/28/19 06:26 AM #3974    

 

Paul Simons

Jeff - 5 for a quarter - that is something to contemplate on Sunday morning when contemplation is the order of the day. 5 for 25. White Castles. The only 5 of anything you can get for a quarter now is nickels.

Phil - I don't remember BG Restaurants but Google tells me they're still there. I missed out on them. I might have to stop by an auto recycler, or as we say a junkyard today, to marvel at the engines at various stages of tear down, and work up an apetite for a basic hamburger at $10.95 plus a Coke for $3.50 plus $3.00 tip = close to twenty bucks but then you do get chips and a pickle wedge for FREE.

Also apropos of Sunday I have a non-denominational religious or rather atheistic story. Years ago I was rebuilding a Mercedes-Benz 200D motor. The car had been sitting at a gas station broke down, it had spun a bearing, I bought it for $600.00. On getting it apart it was clear that in addition to a crankshaft regrind it also needed a piston. Mercedes wanted about $1,750.00 for one. Kinda high. I was at a junkyard in Trenton NJ and there at my feet along with the mud and oil and various parts was the exact piston, for the exact motor, that I needed. For about $5.00. Was it coincidence or divine intervention? It had to be coincidence because across time many have needed divine intervention far more than I did but did not get it. Anyway I did a lousy job on the thing but it ran, very loudly, for a couple of years. But if one knows next to nothing about doing this stuff Benz cars are good to learn on because nuts and bolts are strong steel and don't strip or break.

 

 


04/28/19 10:39 PM #3975    

 

Bruce Fette

Paul,

I think I went to Lapirows from Knowleton's corner at least once  week. Usually bought a resistor, or a capacitor, or a tube socket. About all I could afford at the time. One snowy winter night he gave me a ride home. He had a ham radio rig in his car, and amazingly, he could do morse code while driving.

 

 


04/29/19 12:31 AM #3976    

 

Philip Spiess

All:  Our classmate Terry Hoffeld informs me, via "thisdayinquotes.com/2011/01/" (and I thank him for the correction), that Thomas Jefferson scholars agree that Mr. Jefferson apparently never said or wrote the quote I (and many others) attributed to him on Post #3973 (it seems others said similar things earlier, as well as later).  Never mind that it is carved on the inside of the dome of the Jefferson Memorial here in Washington, and, I believe, appears on a U. S. postage stamp issued sometime in the 1960s.  I have made such a mistake before on this site, quoting Edmund Burke to no good end.  But such is the nature of history and how it comes down to us ("Bite their buns!", not "Let them eat cake!", is probably what Marie Antoinette said, and Louis XVI chuckled immoderately, not getting the point of it at all).

Bruce:  I've done an initial check for your Northside bakery, and I'm not sure I can identify it, short of actually being in Cincinnati and checking the Business Directories of the period (this would be the obvious source).  The pastry you describe sounds to me like a Cherry Strudel, but it could be simply a Danish pastry.  And how many people know Morse Code any more?  (The Navy abandoned it some years ago.)  We had to learn it in Boy Scouts, and our classmate Tom Gottschang and I set up a battery-powered telegraph key system across McAlpin Avenue in Clifton from his house to mine to send messages by Morse Code to each other.  It worked until Bell Telephone made us take down our simple wires from their poles.  Not too many years ago, the Smithsonian Institution, which was celebrating the sesquicentnnial of the Atlantic Cable, was doing a London to Washington re-creation of the event by literally telegraphing communications from school children between our National Museum of American History and the Science Museum in London.  As the event commenced, the telegraph keys which the Smithsonian had provided failed to operate properly, and the curator in charge of the program, who was a good friend of mine, called me in desperation.  I rushed my Boy Scout telegraph key from the late 1950s down to him, and a successful electronic link was promptly made between Washington and London, to the excitement of TV audiences on both sides of the Atlantic. 


04/29/19 03:55 PM #3977    

 

David Buchholz

Last Christmas Dale posted about his experiences in visiting Cuba.  My turn.  Only I deal more in images than in words.  We spent ten days touring Havana, Santa Clara, the Bay of Pigs,  visited several small towns, urban farms, and spent Easter Sunday at the Che Guevarra Memorial.  We found that the people were kind, open, welcoming, and appeared to look at us as if we were goodwill ambassadors, representatives whose favorable experiences there would somehow transform the restrictions imposed upon them by a government they can't understand.  I've subdivided my images on my website into four categories—people, cars, flora and fauna, and places.  I'll put up the Cliff Notes version of my site so those who aren't so inclined to see others can skip ahead.

Central Havana

The Bee Hummingbird, the smallest bird in the world.  Endemic to Cuba, rarely seen and even more rarely photographed.  Playa Larga by the Bay of Pigs.


1952 Chevy Taxi

Central Havana

For further adventures click here..

 
 
 

04/30/19 05:44 AM #3978    

 

Paul Simons

Thanks Dave, as the 1958 Chrysler Imperial rolls across the Golden Gate bridge into the sunset...


05/13/19 07:30 PM #3979    

 

Jerry Ochs

After reading article after depressing article about shooting sprees in schools, I paused to ponder.  What was my greatest fear at WHHS?  It certainly wasn't death by classmate.  What was yours?


05/13/19 10:41 PM #3980    

 

Paul Simons

 

Good question Jerry. Yes, how times have changed. We were encouraged to fear nuclear attack by Russia. Who would have dreamed they could do enormous damage without a single liberated neutron hitting a single plutonium nucleus? That it wouldn't be gamma rays making our brains into gelatinous pulp, but rather fake news stories made up by modern-day high school kids in Macedonia? Anyway my fear was that others - who might be reading this very tome - would find out that I was a nerd. But they never did, and high school life was one fabulous adventure after another, as it was for everyone, unsullied by worry about the AK-47 under the trenchcoat of the fellow who was only a bit more strange than average, but who figured he could even the score with a gun rather than a guitar. Yes, kids today are in trouble and they know it. They know the weapons are piling up and the monster storms are coming and those charged with protecting them have no intention of doung so. The kids know.

 


05/14/19 12:13 PM #3981    

 

Dale Gieringer

I agree with Paul.  Nuclear war was my one existential fear during HS.  Remember the air raid drills in which we marched down to the salt mines and stood with our heads against the wall in order to survive a nuclear blast?  We had them in 7th-8th grade, but  they stopped sometime before senior year.   During the Cuban Missile crisis, I remember taking out my globe and measuring the distance from Cuba to Cincinnati with a string.   We were just at the limit of the intermediate range missiles that were being installed.  As for firearms, I recall one instance when a classmate who had recently transferred from another school was caught with on.  He promptly became an ex-classmate.

 


05/15/19 04:27 PM #3982    

 

Richard Winter

My greatest fear in high school?

I remember the Cuban Missile Crisis and, like many people, I did worry then that we might be on the brink of nuclear war.   

But during most of high school, nuclear war was not on my mind.   The single hardest thing for me was picking up the phone and asking for a date. What is the right day to call? The right time? What do I say when she answers the phone?  What to talk about before coming to the question?  How to ask?

And my biggest fear was being turned down.   Nuclear war was a distant concern.  But to be turned down and then to know I would be seeing that girl in school the next day -- I would have preferred a direct hit from a nuclear missle any day.  

So, through most of high school, I solved this problem by not asking. 

And the nuclear missiles?  They were never launched anyway..


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