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Originally Posted by Hyacinth Bucket
Muncle, I forgot about the duck and cover. I recall having to hide under our school desks with our hands on the back of our necks to protect ourselves in case a bomb was dropped.
I am part of the Howdy Doody generation also.
HB
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I know what you mean. As if having to put up with my frizzy Tonette and my cateye glasses were not enough, there I was hiding under my desk from THE BOMB. I kept wanting to ask my teacher, "What in the :edit: are you thinking?" But in those days children were seen but not so much heard.