Their children were less fortunate. They were educated by teachers who increasingly challenged hitherto accepted values amid a war that divided the nation like no event since the Civil War.
Less fortunate? I admit I didn't have many teachers and the only one that could possibly be considered as challenging values was the math teacher my sophomore year who always showed up reeking of pot after lunch, but I don't think our questioning of authority and looking at a wider set of values came from our teachers. I think it came from the newspapers, the TV, the musicians, our friends and neighbors. And I definitely don't think we're less fortunate because of it.
I woke up a little dizzy today, so I kept lying down again and getting up until I stopped being dizzy. I got money for next week, dropped a letter at the post office, and went to visit Luke. They had him using a nebulizer. I wonder if he'll need to have one for home. We discussed our experience of storms -- his in Shreveport and mine mostly on Guam -- and then it was time for his dinner and I came home. I'm still a little dizzy, so after I check ML to see how Teresa is, if she's posted, I'm going to nap. I haven't decided if I'll come back to LJ and ML later today or just catch up tomorrow.