Sparty said the “ Greatest “ generation and indeed it was.
I seem to get along well with seniors of any age but then again-
I sure remember the Blackouts we had when I was little because of WW 2. Every neighborhood ( I lived in a city then) had a 'patrol person' who would check to see if anyone in the neighborhood had any lights on, during an air raid alert and once he banged on our front door to tell my father he could see a light from the second floor.
It was a light in a small radio so my father turned the radio off.
In school we had air raid tests and had to crouch under our desks.
I remember vividly the day the War was over. Neighbors were dancing in the streets and banging pots and pans and anything that made noise. My father had said he would buy a car when the war ended.
My brother and I thought he was going to buy the car the very next day

but after many weeks ( maybe months) he finally bought a car- it had to be cranked up to start it. The Ice man came every few days to put fresh ice in a pan under our "ice box", using a horse and wagon, which is also how our milk got delivered. Food was rationed during the war with some sort of stamps that Americans got and the government sent anyone who requested them, free seeds to start a Liberty garden. My grandfather had a big Liberty garden and fed many neighbors from it.
I also recall my father bursting in the front door after work, with the Newspaper, after the war ,saying to my mother, "Harry cursed again!" He meant President Truman and Truman's cursing was often front page news.
Odd what we can remember decades ago but we can forget what we ate for dinner yesterday!