Well, although I share the memories (born in 1969), I can't say I shared the completely 'carefree' life. I remember spending my evenings watching the news WITH my parents. I was often worried if we were going to end up in a war with the Soviets. I remember things being tense - both politically and at home. I had my times of carefree fun with my friends, but to a large degree, I lived in fear then. I was raised without church as my father didn't believe in 'organized religion' due to a fallout with the Catholic church. My mother instilled what she could in me of the 'Southern Baptist' beliefs, but it was little comfort to me. I became a Christian finally in 1987 thanks to a VERY persistent friend (God bless her) and only THEN did I quit worrying over everything. I finally realized that, whatever will happen will happen. Even with what happened on 9-11, I'm not worried about things. I was VERY upset and I AM concerned, but I'm NOT fearful or worrying myself sick. LadyZ, I am glad to see that your faith has strengthened as I'm sure others' have. I, too, feel a renewed sense of purpose lately. A resolve to stand proud and help where I can. Encourage others and provide support.
