Confessions of a Cold War baby

February 19th, 2008 at 2:07 pm (Life, the universe)

This news, as expected as it was, sent a shock through me.

I was a Cold War baby.  Fidel Castro has been in control of Cuba since five years before I was born.  Condemnation and distrust of the nations listed in the Communist Roster was instilled in me from my earliest awareness - on the news, in school, over the dinner table.

And yet, there’s a twisted sad nostalgia at the news…

2 Comments

  1. Antique Mommy said,

    February 20, 2008 at 10:31 am

    I do long for the good ole days. By comparison, Castro and his ilk who live elsewhere are far less frightening than terrorists that might be in my local mall.

  2. Will McNaughton said,

    February 20, 2008 at 10:51 am

    Bri,
    I had the same reaction. “Huh. Last of the original Commies. Life won’t be quite the same.”

    Followed immediately by, “took the old bastard long enough.”

    Will

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