What ever happened to that country of my youth? When politics was more or less civil, our elected officials knew what compromise meant. That country had just managed to survive the Great Depression with a lot of pain, but survive we did. A country that desperately wanted not to go to war again, but also knew it was coming like it or not. A country that wanted peace, but also instituted the draft; a country being dragged into yet another European war that was the country of my youth.
We had managed to do so many things yet felt so far behind. The population as a whole was very much anti-war even when they felt it was inevitable. Our economy was once again starting to be the thriving economy it was but still had a ways to go. We had family, we had peace and best of all we had spunk. We were far from ready for a war yet we felt it was something we would try to stay out of. We had spent millions of dollars and thousands of lives once before in a war in Europe and had no desire to do it again. Our society had changed drastically; we were rapidly becoming a nation of social experimentation. A nation that had seen problems and had tried to alleviate some of them anyway with mixed results.
We felt the worse was over, now it looked much better for us all. Then Dec. 7, 1941 changed everything. Our peaceful notions rapidly became war like and we rolled up our sleeves, dug in our heels and went to war. Japan and Germany made a huge mistake when they declared war on us, the 800 pound gorilla of the day. Our country was pretty much safe from either Hitler or Tojo and because of that we could and did become the benefactor of the allies all over the world. We went to war blissfully unaware of what we were in for, but also ready for what ever it was. We made mistakes, and learned from them. We rationed many things, and lived without a lot of others.