Creative Writing: The Immigrant During The Depression
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I wanted to enter their conversation, but I felt I hadn’t earned the right to speak with veterans. I wanted to say that it sounded like those who live through the depression knew what they needed. They wanted their communities to be made of the humble elements: metal, wheat, muscle, and family.
“How strong would we be if our generation had turned out like our grandparents?” Dad said.
“We didn’t turn out too bad – I didn’t any way,” John said. The two men grinned at each other.
“Glad I made it back. Now I can enjoy your half -baked ideas,” Dad said.
“Half-baked…shit! The problem with this country,” John said, “Nobody wants to listen to common sense.” Then the conversation turned to the usual discussion about drilling and music. They were discussing