I remember that We were sent home from elementary school as a safety drill to practice what to do in the event of an Atomic War...

When I got home, Mom recommended that we climb the hill at the end of Bruce Ave so we could have a good view of the blasts... a cynical opinion... we didn't have a bomb shelter. It was assumed that we would die and our last moments on Earth should be interesting.

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