The Edge of Destruction

   I am a Cold War Kid.  I have been worried about a war with Russia since I was a little girl.  Really.  I grew-up with a father that had fought in WWII and talk of nuclear war was always dinner and family holiday talk (or arguments).  I can not remember when I wasn't afraid of nuclear war.  Of course, the drills I suffered through at school also helped enforce such fears.  

  I remember during the Cuban Crisis when America was on high alert notice that we could have nuclear war at any minute.  It was such a scary time.  I remember when the threat was at its most intense my Dad informed my mother and me that while he was away on his hunting trip that if anything should happen we should 'walk' to Shingleton's in GrassValley.  When I think about it today, I don't know if I should laugh or cry.  GrassValley was 50 miles away and uphill.  He had the horses.  Another ridiculous idea.  

  Unfortunately, I feel some of those old haunting feelings again.  I went to the mailbox the other day and my neighbor informed me we should just "Nuke Russia."  I asked her if she wanted to die in nuclear holocaust?  She didn't of course but the point being that I really wish people would stop saying that or they just might get their wish and it is not mine!  

  I have not been writing any blogs for awhile but I feel that I want to start writing again.  This was just a short dip in the pool to see if I can still do this.  It is my feeling that we are heading for some very serious times across the globe.  All of us are being affected by this and yet, it is all out of our hands.  But it is us, all of us, that is looking at what this could turn into and how it affect us at home and individually.  Can we prepare?  For how long?  I hear everyone say to move out of the cities.  And move where?  We don't know yet where this is headed.  We can guess though since threats are waging and escalation is a given.  So for now, we wait and hope and pray that this too might pass.