Boycott Facebook and Twitter... At LEAST Refuse to read that Harmful Propaganda... It's OK to WRITE to Facebook and Twitter and Force your opinions on the masses but NEVER READ IT. Too Many Russian/TrumpNik Bots Spewing Hate...
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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.
We also went outside at Night to see The Sputnik, a communications satellite sent up by the Russians. We could see it, which was kind of surprising since San Jose had a lot of air pollution and lights...
At my folks house we had a Parakeet named "Pretty Bird", Tadpoles and Tropical Fish. We had a bird and it said the words "Brush Your Teeth". Mom told me that after every meal. The bird heard those words so many times that it became one of it's phrases. It also said "Pretty Bird". Dad raised Tropical Fish. I remember that we had Neon Tetras. He only did it for a couple of years because it was a lot of work to clean the tank and replace the dead fish. He had no talent for raising fish. I remember that it was more fun to go to the pet store than to own our own. The tadpoles I got out of the creek at the end of our street. I brought them home in a jar and kept them in a bucket out back. I saw them grow one leg, two legs, three legs and then the vanished. They just jumped out of the bucket and lived in the backyard. They were still living there today as far as I know.
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| Fallout Map - Atomic Radiation in the USA |
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.
We also went outside at Night to see The Sputnik, a communications satellite sent up by the Russians. We could see it, which was kind of surprising since San Jose had a lot of air pollution and lights...
At my folks house we had a Parakeet named "Pretty Bird", Tadpoles and Tropical Fish. We had a bird and it said the words "Brush Your Teeth". Mom told me that after every meal. The bird heard those words so many times that it became one of it's phrases. It also said "Pretty Bird". Dad raised Tropical Fish. I remember that we had Neon Tetras. He only did it for a couple of years because it was a lot of work to clean the tank and replace the dead fish. He had no talent for raising fish. I remember that it was more fun to go to the pet store than to own our own. The tadpoles I got out of the creek at the end of our street. I brought them home in a jar and kept them in a bucket out back. I saw them grow one leg, two legs, three legs and then the vanished. They just jumped out of the bucket and lived in the backyard. They were still living there today as far as I know.
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