Bob Wright
Hawkeye
Today, October 23rd, would have been my Dad's 132nd Birthday. Born in Nashville, Tennessee in 1891, I often reflect on the events since then.
Both the Winchester Model 92 and Model 94 were not yet on the market. Cartridge firearms were in use, but still powered by black powder. Coal oil lamps were still the method of illumination, and ice came from lakes up north. Steam trains were still the method of rapid travel, and stage coaches reached towns not yet served by railroads. The radio was still on the horizon, and TV even further away. Cars were unknown to most folks, and man had yet to fly. The term "World War" had not yet been coined. Bank robbers were often shot in the very act, and school children were paraded by their displayed bodies to enforce "Crime does not pay." And nobody was traumatized by the lesson. In fact I believe the word "traumatized" was as yet unheard. Stores closed on Sundays, and most folks went to church. And these stores had big glass display windows to display their wares. There was a little unrest in parts of the country about the sign of the "White Buffalo" in which the appearance of that animal would signal the beginning of a new Indian uprising. Obviously there was not "Atomic Bomb" since there was no way to deliver one, and no place to use it.
Not only was all of this on the horizon when Dad was born, he lived to see the televised landing of men on the Moon!
And Dad raised a family of five children who truned out pretty well. And only two of which are left.
Happy Birthday, Dad!
Bob Wright
Both the Winchester Model 92 and Model 94 were not yet on the market. Cartridge firearms were in use, but still powered by black powder. Coal oil lamps were still the method of illumination, and ice came from lakes up north. Steam trains were still the method of rapid travel, and stage coaches reached towns not yet served by railroads. The radio was still on the horizon, and TV even further away. Cars were unknown to most folks, and man had yet to fly. The term "World War" had not yet been coined. Bank robbers were often shot in the very act, and school children were paraded by their displayed bodies to enforce "Crime does not pay." And nobody was traumatized by the lesson. In fact I believe the word "traumatized" was as yet unheard. Stores closed on Sundays, and most folks went to church. And these stores had big glass display windows to display their wares. There was a little unrest in parts of the country about the sign of the "White Buffalo" in which the appearance of that animal would signal the beginning of a new Indian uprising. Obviously there was not "Atomic Bomb" since there was no way to deliver one, and no place to use it.
Not only was all of this on the horizon when Dad was born, he lived to see the televised landing of men on the Moon!
And Dad raised a family of five children who truned out pretty well. And only two of which are left.
Happy Birthday, Dad!
Bob Wright