Doonesbury by Garry Trudeau for July 10, 2024

Hedge-row envy? We got over it.

He probably meant Hedge HOG. See also: Sonic.

My own parents lived thru not only WW2 but the Great Depression for more than a decade immediately prior to that. Not fun times. About the only good thing was that everybody knew they were all in it together.

One other interesting aspect of the times was that President Roosevelt kept coming up with a host of New Deal programs, and each of them would take a couple of years to get up to the conservative Supreme Court, which would rule them unconstitutional, so within a week or two thereafter he and his allies in Congress would have a different program in place that did almost the same thing but hadn’t yet been challenged in court, so they got to run that for another couple of years. Basically he was like a first-year schoolteacher who only had to keep a chapter ahead of the students in the textbook.

Put a big plow on the front of a few tanks and clear the hedgerows.

My Dad never preached about WWII. But we constantly heard tales of the Great Depression. “We had one pork chop for 12 kids. We had dirt for dinner and was glad to get it.”

Give it up, Mark! It’s quite obvious that your sperm-donor doesn’t want a reconciliation. I wonder if your mother survived jumping off the roof after you outed yourself.

My mother and father were born before the First World War (Gourock in 1912 and London in 1911); they lived through the Depression, when the rise of Hitler and the Nazis convinced them that another war with Germany was on the way. When it came, my father became a rifleman of the King’s Royal Rifle Corps (North Africa, Northern Europe) while my mother worked in London (the Blitz, flying bombs and V2 rocket bombs). They were not impressed by other people’s complaints about living conditions or wages or anything else; they were happy people who looked forward not back, and they gave us children everything they had.

There’s a bustle in the hedge-row, but don’t be alarmed.

No envy, many Boomers had their own little foreign adventure, courtesy of the “Greatest Generation”.

Hedge row envy immortalized in a song by Led Zeppelin

Mark’s dad probably never got out of Fort Dix

We few, we fortunate few…

And just think about what great improvements we’ve made in making fun of boomers in the last 24 years! Boom Boom Boom, is it really still just all about you ??? ;-)

Vietnam spoiled WW2 for a lot of Boomers.