[graciegirl]

I am old enough to remember the second world war. As a small child, I remember the sorrow of neighbors who lost their sons. I remember playing with army jeeps in our sandbox and the parade down our street when it was over. We had three uncles who saw combat. I was little but I remember the fear and the hatred and the sorrow the way a child absorbs things.

I remember the tokens that we used for food rationing and the oleo with the red capsule to color it yellow. I remember people saying to each other; "by by, buy bonds. I heard bad words about the enemy. People didn't usually say bad words in front of kids.