we were advised to cower under our kitchen tables in the 80s
if we heard the nuke warning claxon ( which by the way they tested every other week)
But in reality we might just as well sat at the table and shared a last meal,
you know, we had to get real at quite a young age. This whole nuke thing gave us an outlook that penetrated all the ******* we were fed. Something of an unforeseen consequence of the cold war. I faced the Russians in northern Germany, what we hoped to stop was an army the size of which we would have had no chance. Russia, that great nation seemed to have come to its senses, but now I am not so sure.