Can’t seem to live with them.
Can’t seem to live without them.
Why do we fight them?
Answer: Over boundaries, resources, and atrocities, freedom and fears.
Nothing ‘good’ happens out of them.
Or maybe, it does.
People band together, medical sciences advance, technology is tested, and logistics and diplomacy are fine-tuned. We, in essence, find our inner strength- and never more then during World War II.
My father-n-law was a rifle marksman and flame-thrower in the Pacific theatre during those years.
He learned to live with less, follow orders, survive rabies, and come back alive, and here in New Orleans we have the distinct honor of housing the National World War II Museum, and it is fabulous (and hideous, and inspiring, and powerful).
You should visit.
But before you leave (and after you’ve toured the exhibits) take a load off at the Soda Shop, with an ice cream float, while the Juke Box plays, and Howard K. Smith leads the evening news on one of three television channels.
Oh yea, and visit Rosie in the garden…
|The American Sector
National World War II Museum
On and around the intersection of
Andrew Higgins St. &
|A gorgeous, environmentally friendly,
table top in fresh lime color.
It remains cool in the summer and doesn’t freeze in cool weather.
|One of several buildings in the complex.|
|One wall of herbs in the Victory Garden which is open to the public
and used in the kitchens of the Museum.
|Another corner of the Victory Garden.|
|One of several posters that adorn the warm brick walls that surround the
|This is how I do my hair.
Available at the gift shop.
|So many retro styles available in the gift shop.
This reminds me of my grandmother Daisy.