DH just came home and boy was he in a state. He had stopped at one of the fast food restaurants for a bite and he got an emotional side with his happy meal. The gal at the order desk asked him: "So what's a Powmeea?" Pat had NO idea what she was talking about. She points to his lapel pin "POW MIA." He told her that it was a POW MIA (even spelled it out for her) pin and she asked: "From WWII?" Pat: "NO! Vietnam!" The gal: "Where is that?"
Pat is still muttering about what they teach and don't teach our youths these days. I told him he was just upset that she thought he was old enough to be in WWII.