This sums up how much tougher the older generations were/are. Please watch at least twice for full inspiration.
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Last week we had breakfast at the AMVET club with a WWII vet who had just turned 101 on Dec 5. That dispels the myth that eating biscuits and gravy will cause you to die early!
Not only did he drive himself to the club, but he pull an iPhone out of his pocket to show us pictures of the young lady (mid 30’s) that had him over for Thanksgiving dinner…the fact that he could navigate a smart phone blew us away!
I’ll give him a 10 on the dismount!
The Greatest Generation don’t need no Viagra!
At best I’d just need a neck brace after trying that. Probably some plaster and gauze too.
When he was younger he used to do that over concrete and gravel as well as play on metal Jungle Gym, metal slides, Monkey Bars, real tire swings and See-Saws all of which have been outlawed by the Fun Police!!
This 101 YO Vet told us he was the youngest of 17 kids, his dad was 63 when he was born, and he added “And they didn’t have Viagra back then either!”
My dad’s oldest brother, my uncle Ray was a World War 2 Navy veteran (and later called back into the Navy during the Korean War) who died 4 years ago at the age of 99 and a half. He worked as a supervisor for the Civilian Conservation Corps when he was in late teens and early 20’s in the woods of N. Idaho before WW 2 and one of the last stories he told me about 4 years ago when he was visiting my mom and dad is that when he joined the Navy at the beginning of the War he didn’t have to go thru boot camp like all the rest of the recruits because of his supervisory experience in the CCC. He worked at the Navy Supply Yard in the Spokane valley (the Navy had a boot camp on Pend ‘Oreille Lake in N. Idaho where Farragut state park is now during the war) after the War. He moved to Bremerton, Wash. in the mid 50’s and worked his way up the civilian ranks to eventually becoming the head supervisor of the Navy Shipyard there all without a formal college education. And he knew more about computers and data processing than anyone else I’ve ever known since the Navy taught him about electronics from the giant ENIAC computers of the 40’ and 50’s to all the latest modern technology of this modern era. He was active all his live, was still golfing well into his 90’s and driving everywhere including going to Arizona every Winter with his truck pulling an Airstream trailer and was still active even in his last year with a brain tumor that finally killed him in March 2018 a month after my dad died. We had hoped he would make it to 100 but he had a good long life having been born in Sept. 1918 two months before World War 1 ended. He was the oldest and lived the longest of his 3 younger brothers and one sister. And he was a whiz with a smart phones and computers something which my dad never quite understood like he did. I miss my dad and my uncles all WW2 veterans and my dad serving in the Air force between WW 2 and the Korean War and who was in Berlin at the time of the Berlin Airlift in 1948.
He was probably a hippie. Yay for the pot generation!
Larry, go smoke a doobie and leave us the hell alone with your unwanted comments.
The worst generation is now 14 to 35. They’re absolutely useless – except as rioters – morally bankrupt, low IQ and ignorant as hell.
They are America’s future.
Probably a paratrooper. And notice he did that from a stupid sling seat they put on all the modern swings. Had to be harder to do it than it woukd have been from a board swing.
Speaking of paratroopers, I watched documentary on the M1 Garand last night and this old soldier was waxing poetic about the M1. Said he went through a half dozen between Normandy and the Berchtesgaden, and none of then jammed or otherwise failed him. They all got damaged or lost in combat. And he also said that the “spent cartridge ping” legend was complete bullshit.
Being a tumbler is far from being tough!
Being tough is when a Mandaran talker blades you – you spit in his face, rip his guts out , kick him in the face; and then as he’s on the ground blade his heart for the “Coup de Grace”!
I never could flip; but I never ran away, ad did dispatch some Mandarin talkers to “Their maker”!
Grandpa – killed Nazis like a boss too back in the day!
@ ol ex jarhead
Simper Fi!
My grandfather survived WW2.
He told me a man needs to know 3 things:
1) How to use a Gun/Shoot
2) How to Cook
3) How to Fuck