During the Vietnam war my family lived near Tripler Army Hospital. Us kids could watch helicopters transporting the wounded from Schofield Airbase, and strain ourselves trying to watch them unload.
During the rest of the "Cold War" I lived on Ft. Sill, the Army's Artillery post where we would often feel the concussion of exploding ordinance, and Ft. Hood, where the 1st Cav's HQ is located and where roads had "Tank X-ing" signs to warn motorists of the disasterous possability of "Encounters of the Armored Kind."
The potential for war, nuclear or otherwise, has never frightened me as a child or as an adult. Then, I thought it was all simply entertainment.
Now, while a large rock from outer space, or a small bug for which we have no immunity could wipe us off the planet, humanity in general takes its long term existance far to seriously.
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