I remember my sugar cube as well. We were among the first to get the vaccine as we were in a Pittsburgh suburb and Salk did his work out of Pitt.
I’ll never understand why he didn’t receive the Nobel Prize for it.
When I left the protective nest (blahblahblah) in 1988, I started out taking any temp job that paid more than it cost to drive to the work site. Then I got a permanent job as a secretary, then a night job in a law firm. I moved up in both jobs while putting my husband through college, so that by the time I was 28, like an average "occupier," I had two children, a husband with an electrical engineering degree and a civil service job, no debt, and a raging case of radical conservatism.
I consider myself fortunate to have missed epidemic diseases, thanks to people like Dr. Salk, who invented vaccines, and like my parents, who saw that I received them.
Well said!
I think I was deterred from soft whining because I was close to my grandparents, who told me many tales of what life was like during the Depression and WW II as I was growing up.
This current generation has no such direct tie to those times. And the results are not encouraging.
Hopefully they grow up. Eventually.