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Really ?

Supposedly there is at least one house not far from me with a similar era bunker.
There is a least one on Academy Pk Rd in Regina. The threat was real in the 60s.

Across the street from a previous home of mine. In Amherstburg, there was an underground bunker about 12Wx24Lx10H. But it wasn't used as a bomb shelter, it was built by rum runners to hide whisky back during the prohibition.
 
Across the street from a previous home of mine. In Amherstburg, there was an underground bunker about 12Wx24Lx10H. But it wasn't used as a bomb shelter, it was built by rum runners to hide whisky back during the prohibition.
While I think such bunkers ultimately don't make much sense in the long run, I must admit they do appeal to me somewhat. Maybe it's the "squirrel away provisions for the future" tendencies/mindset many of us have.
 
I seem to recall a drill in school to duck under our desk if we got a warning of attack. Sweet lot of good that would of done to protect us. 😱
 
I seem to recall a drill in school to duck under our desk if we got a warning of attack. Sweet lot of good that would of done to protect us. 😱

During the 70s when the Cold War was still a concern I had an opportunity to study French or Ukrainian at my elementary school. Initially chose French. My dad found out and said, "What good will that do when we are invaded by the USSR?" I switched to Ukranian.🙄
 
I seem to recall a drill in school to duck under our desk if we got a warning of attack. Sweet lot of good that would of done to protect us. 😱
Really? The thought of an attack at our school didn't even come on the radar of anybodys' mind at that time. I remember when our school went from NEVER being locked to being locked up at night. It came about after some vandalism at the school.

I had a good friend that went to school with my oldest sister and he told me that he used to ride the school bus with a 22 rifle during gopher hunting season. Apparently nobody thought much of it but he did say he had to put the gun in the coat closet at the back of the classroom and leave it there until the end of the day.
Yup I lived in the good old days.
 
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Really? The thought of an attack at our school didn't even come on the radar of anybodys' mind at that time. I remember when our school went from NEVER being locked to being locked up at night. It came about after some vandalism at the school.

I had a good friend that went to school with my oldest sister and he told me that he used to ride the school bus with a 22 rifle during gopher hunting season. Apparently nobody thought much of it but he did say he had to put the gun in the coat closet at the back of the classroom and leave it there until the end of the day.
Yup I lived in the good old days.
Meh. I know what you mean. I used to fix guns and make parts for them, in my High School shop class.

Funny thing, I was at my stepfather's place and he dug out a 'deal' that he had made, and I busted out laughing, as I recognized one of the parts that I had made almost 35 years earlier...

Cannons were about the only thing that was 'banned' in the metal shop, as one of my predecessors, had blown a hole into an accompanying classroom... Can't count the number of throwing stars that were stuck in various parts of the gym and exterior of the school. Some had many coats of paint....
 
While I think such bunkers ultimately don't make much sense in the long run, I must admit they do appeal to me somewhat. Maybe it's the "squirrel away provisions for the future" tendencies/mindset many of us have.
My next-door neighbor has a bomb shelter. His father built it in the early sixties during the cold war. Just a big room in the basement with a lot of concrete and a heavy door. Sunken lower into the ground, kind of like a split level.
 
Really? The thought of an attack at our school didn't even come on the radar of anybodys' mind at that time. I remember when our school went from NEVER being locked to being locked up at night. It came about after some vandalism at the school.

I had a good friend that went to school with my oldest sister and he told me that he used to ride the school bus with a 22 rifle during gopher hunting season. Apparently nobody thought much of it but he did say he had to put the gun in the coat closet at the back of the classroom and leave it there until the end of the day.
Yup I lived in the good old days.

This was very normal when I was a boy on the farm in Saskatchewan too. A 22 or a shotgun went back and forth to school. Usually they just sat in the back against the wall. We didn't have lockers

Even after my dad moved us to Ontario, I joined the rifle team at my highschool. We shot in the basement under the gymnasium. Often we took rifles home with us on the bus to practice. You didn't even need a gun license to buy a gun back then either. I snared and sold cottontail rabbits to neighbours to buy my first shotgun.

I don't remember the schools or the church being locked. You could always go in whenever you wanted.
 
I don't remember the schools or the church being locked. You could always go in whenever you wanted.
Our churches were never locked whenever we went to the cave at Mount Doug in Victoria the church supplied the candles.
I was destined to go to H*ll but got married instead.
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