Some of the things from the WWII era that I'm glad are in the past.

Evacuation and that interminable train journey. Dried eggs. Coupons. Queues. Hiding under the desk. The smell of air raid shelters. "Is it one of ours?". Making Christmas decorations out of Chaff. Sirens. Searchlights (The damned things still give me the willies). The sound of a flying bomb. Hooded flashlights. Blackout curtains. Rest Centers. The Debris. Bombed out buildings with broken furniture and scattered books covered with blood. Water for firefighting stored in brick built pools with dead cats floating in them. Cloth mesh stuck on the bus and train windows. Utility furniture. Dried potatoes. Whale Meat.

Things are GOOD now.