Breakfast was pretty quiet that morning. The bread was good, but we didn't talk much. I wondered what we were going to do. I know Mom was worried about it. She ate with her head down. After breakfast Dad took all of us outside and talked to us at the trailer.

He said, "Listen. This is the situation. We have powdered eggs and powdered milk in the trailer. We have cheese in there, and the army rations along with the rest could last us another six months.

If we're stuck in Popenteen that long, w...