@dlowan,
Up to age 8, I was not afraid,
except as to occasional concerns about street brawling
with other kids my age in my neighborhood in NY.
Then I left NY and went to Arizona.
I moved into a crime-free neighborhood; never any trouble,
but I was alone at home a lot, and a little uneasy about defending
my house from criminal intrusion, if I ever had to do so; (I never did).
My tensions were
relieved after I won a .38 caliber revolver,
in a poker game with some other kids, when one used it to cover a raise.
After that I felt confident and tranquil,
except that I felt ill-at-ease, in the back of my mind
about the commies trying to enslave the world.
I had no fear of lightning, nor of nuclear war.
Quote:Did anything help you?
A Model 36 Smith & Wesson .38 caliber revolver.
I took it everywhere.
During the First Gulf War, I was seeing a young lady
named Arlene, who had a boy who was around 9
at that time. It was explained to me that he was
in a state of emotional distress concerning his personal
safety from Saddam. I was prevailed upon to explain
to him that America was out of range of Saddam 's SCUD
missles, and that he 'd have used them on us already,
if he possibly coud have. I added that I was sure that
Saddam had never heard of Forest Hills, so he could bear
no malevolence against them. I think it worked.
David