Growing up in NYC in the late 60’s and 70’s, I remember bomb threats - and actual bombs - as an almost routine part of the background of daily life. Somehow it seemed almost normal, which is incomprehensible to me now looking back.
We had credible nuclear threat (no kidding, top nuclear target base) but no duck-and-cover pretense for families/kids. Military folks had bunkers—they were supposed to keep "fighting"? 

Made it easier, no need for drills. We had bomb threats, laughed at them. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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One of the advantages of living in NYC during the cold war was being secure in the knowledge that if there ever was a nuclear war, you wouldn't be around long enough to find out about it.
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Same deal living within the blast radius of a SAC base, like the people of Plattsburgh, NY, across the lake from us. (And my father did NBC in the Army Reserve for decades so I had no illusions of survival.)
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