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It was dry and dusty in the small garden where Greta was working

Brother Mine


2nd in The Forgotten Shelters Series



Published by Dee Phillips at Smashwords

Copyright 2012 Dee Phillips



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Brother Mine


America in the 1950’s was a time of great anxiety. There was the constant threat of the hydrogen bomb exploding and a sense of unease became a real part of everyday life. With the possibility of a nuclear war, as the Cold War between the U.S. and the Soviet Union escalated, many Americans considered their options of survival. Ordinary Americans, often hiding their actions from their neighbors, created bomb shelters in their backyards in order to survive what seemed at the time an inevitable nuclear attack. They also lived in fear that if an attack did occur, they would be invaded by friends and neighbors seeking shelter when the ‘big one’ dropped. So they built their shelters in the dead of night so neighbors wouldn't see, secret places that held the hope of a future in a ravaged world. But, the bombs never fell.

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