So rather than being born in say 1990 or 2007 you were born in 1890 or 1907 respectively. You’ve been born in the same place, to parents relatively similar to your own and you have turned out basically the same in terms of personality and beliefs (of course certain events could change that). World war 1 ended almost 7 years ago and the roaring 20s are in full swing (unless you’re German). What are you currently up to in 1925?
I’m likely hunched over a desk sketching something on a sheet of paper, the radio or record player on in the background
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Copy of the original post in case of edits: So rather than being born in say 1990 or 2007 you were born in 1890 or 1907 respectively. You’ve been born in the same place, to parents relatively similar to your own and you have turned out basically the same in terms of personality and beliefs (of course certain events could change that). World war 1 ended almost 7 years ago and the roaring 20s are in full swing (unless you’re German). What are you currently up to in 1925?
I’m likely hunched over a desk sketching something on a sheet of paper, the radio or record player on in the background
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I probably died in the war.
Buy a house IYKYK
I had necrotizing fasciitis in 2011
If I had necrotizing fasciitis in 1911 I am pretty confident I would be dead
Im born 1883. It is 1925. Im farmin’.
How would this work for someone like me? One parent was born in Italy and one was born in Greece. They migrated via Germany after Second World War and settled in Australia, where I was born.
I’m barefoot and pregnant like most other women in Louisiana in the 20s.
I’m black, so not loving much of the US.
Assuming I’m alive and well I’m probably traveling with a circus as a strong man.
Most certainly dead.
Died in childbirth 15years ago.
I was a breach baby so I probably wouldn’t have survived birth. If I had, I likely would have died of the Spanish flu or in childbirth for one of my three children.
If I had survived all of that, I’d probably be missing a tooth or two because pregnancy and breastfeeding take so many nutrients and there wouldn’t have been good prenatal vitamins. Like the old saying goes, “Lose a tooth for every kid.”
I’m an optimistic person so I’d probably be expecting things to be looking up- can’t wait to see what the 30’s hold!
Mental asylum. 🙁
My GGPs immigrated to the US at the end of the 19th century, and they and their descendants stayed in NYC and built up to a professional, suburban life by the time of my actual birth.
100 years prior to my birth, they were enjoying all the brutality, discrimination, rape, and pogroms that Eastern Europe had to offer.
So am I an upper-middle class descendant of successful immigrants residing in NYC long before they achieved that, or am I fleeing the Czar’s army?
Probably dead of the Spanish flu
Farm work, but the adult kids are all close by, and we all help each other.
Dead from a rare and aggressive cancer.
I’d probably be a nurse.
I’m definitely a flapper.
I was born in 1986. So if I were born in 1886 I guess I’d probably be strangling a chicken or something? Maybe pregnant and barefoot in the kitchen? Idk lol
I was born in 1994. Make me born in 1894? I 100% die in WW1 if not sooner.
Dead from pneumonia in the 1880s.
I promptly die of my asthma before my 1st birthday.
I never would have been born since my mom had multiple breast cancer rounds before I came along, and then I was 5 months early and an emergency C-section.
I’m probably dead if I’m supposed to be at the same age, I am now. I have a brain tumor that would’ve killed me when I was like 21, if I hadn’t had surgery. So I’m assuming in this scenario, I would not have had my surgery and probably would’ve died.
Drinking prohibition radiator whiskey and trying not to die of syphilis. Life is good.
I would be 53 in 1925. Also, how much money do I have?
Probably a retired architect. If I had been born any time before when I was, that would’ve been my career choice.
Honestly unless I died in WWI, given my family was mostly Irish immigrants, probably running rum or agitating with the socialists.
Died in childbirth, most likely.
pretty good odds I died in the war. I would have been in my early 30’s when WW1 broke out, which was well within the drafting range.
In an asylum. Or died in child birth
Dancing the Charleston on top of a flagpole.
Start prepping for the Depression, just like now.
I would have died as a little kid.
Bad news: I would probably be a coal miner.
But, good news: my house would be brand new!
Context: I grew up in a former mining village, and I lived in what was once the mine foreman’s cottage.
The real question is, would I have been conscripted? I’m 37, so I’d have been in my late 20’s when WWI started.
I got attacked by dogs and got bited a lot, I’m surely dead
Blind in one eye
Probably missing a foot
That’s real interesting. I’ve been reading my great-grandfather’s memoir, and while it’s mostly about the early 30s (with this hypothetical, I would be born exactly 10 years before him), it gives some insight. I guess I’d be doing some crafty stuff in my hometown. I kinda followed in my mom’s footsteps as is, and she’s a designer, not sure what would be an equvalent job in early USSR in a town with 10,000 population (as of 1926. it’s 300 k now). Tailor or something. I’d probably write books too, living back then would’ve been pretty boring.
Chance I’d be dead. I be 58 which is average live expectancy at the time
I would probably still be alive, but I think my second child would be dead so I would be obviously a grieving mom.
Probably would have a job working on a sound stage or movie set.
I was born in 1863, the middle of the civil war, but as it would have been in the free state of California, there is that. I am a woman, so I probably would have been married off early, and would have had a huge brood of kids, some of whom may have actually survived. At 62 I would be pretty worn out, and would probably be living with one of my children as my husband would have passed away twenty years ago. If I am living with a son, who hopefully survived the war and the Spanish Flu, I probably helping raise my grand children and now great grand children. Or I could be living with a spinster daughter who is exploring her new freedoms by smoking and going out as a flapper. I have already passed the average life expectancy of women in the 1920s, so I am counting myself lucky, though I am probably out of luck on arthritis drugs to help with the pains and aches. Maybe I’ll try one of those new radium pill cures, those sound very effective at just about everything.
I’m a female from a Mennonite family. I’m forced to be “barefoot, pregnant, and in the kitchen,” and hating every second of it.
I’m encroaching on my golden years, but my ancestors tended to be healthy octogenarians. Then again I might not have survived the birth of my last child.
I’m too old to have served in WWI. But surviving the Spanish flu pandemic and other diseases like tuberculosis could be challenging. If I’m still alive, big if, I’m a reasonably successful railroad, mining or industrial engineer or manager in a Great Lakes city.
i have a feeling i would have been one of those people that died at age 11 from getting kicked too hard by a horse
Let’s see, 1891
My mom was in labor with me for 21.5 hours before the doctors decided to do an emergency c-section.
Add in the fact I was a little underweight.
Odds are, I would most likely not have survived, along with my mom. So I would be 6 feet under somewhere.
Statistically? Dead.
I’m letting people in the back door of my gin joint.
I’ve probably been sterilized and lobotomized and am living my days out in a shutter island type mental institution if I’m not already dead
probs lobotomised for being a hysteric woman if i’m totally honest
Trying to get a job at Gibson Inc. on Kalamazoo, MI. This was the Lloyd Loar and Guy Hart eras, when they were producing some of the greatest flattop and archtop guitars, mandolins, and banjos – these are still considered some of the best ever examples of these even 100 years later. Having had the incredible luck to play some of these, the opportunity to be involved back then would have been incredible!
I was born in 1997, so I immediately joined the Army when the US entered WWI. I committed a countless number of war crimes. I survived many attempted war crimes.
Now I have severe PTSD, and I’m really pissed about prohibition (they took away my “treatment”), but fortunately, I have $1 million dollars on the New York Stock Exchange, so I can illegally acquire alcohol.
Unfortunately, I will lose it all in 4 years, and subsequently jump off of the Empire State Building.
I’m 55 and I go to a ton of concerts now. So in 1925 I’m going to be a flapper making moonshine. Why moonshine? Because fuck prohibition. I don’t even drink. Or maybe I’ll start up a little farm of the devils lettuce. 😂
I’m going to be the wild women all the ladies gossip about. Today I’m mild but back then my behavior would be considered scandalous!
Without modern medicine I’m dead
I’m disabled and barely managing NOW. 1925 is at least 20-some odd years before I’d have access to meds that would be even remotely helpful (if I don’t mind killing my liver) and roughly 40+ years before I’d have access to total knee replacements. I’m also gay, so needless to say, I doubt I would be having a very good time in this scenario.
I’m killing those who chose to oppress my people
Likely going to great jazz and music shows, being a disappointment to my parents and the church. Maybe making myself out west to Hollywood.
I’m disabled so without modern medicine I’d probably be bed bound and reading a novel… like I usually do 😂
I would have died in childbirth. No way I make it to 1925.
I’d probably be a depressed housewife who hates my husband and gets through my day with- Well, not alcohol. I’m too straight laced to try to go against prohibition.
Or I would be in a mental institution.
(For the record, I adore my real husband, but we met online and were long distance for several years. But I’m autistic, though can pass as neurotypical, so without someone extremely understanding, so things could go very poorly for me in 1925)
So I was born during the Civil War and if my childhood went the same way as the one I’ve already lived, I’d have been dead by 1870
I’d probably be a logger like my great grandfathers.
Strangely enough exactly what I’m doing now, trying to protest rising fascism in my homeland
Im black and born and raised in mississippi…. I dont like this one 🤣
Born exactly 100 years ago and I’m 7 years into my family’s new existence after losing the civil war. I’m told my ancestors did not take it well and that gives me joy. I’m sure the people they owned since the 1700s thoroughly enjoyed watching them lose everything. They lost entire towns named after them and the majority of businesses and land. Hard to run all those businesses when you can’t exploit slaves even harder to grow anything on all that land. I imagine if I could go back in time I would go watch my ancestors lose everything while I point and laugh like Nelson from the Simpsons.
I’m an addict with 13 years sobriety and time travel is a healthy fantasy for me.
I’ll reframe things slightly and talk about what was possible in 1925 and a little after. For the sake of argument I’ll assume living in NYC as it had the most amenities available at this time.
Radio had been around for about nine years, two years ago the Everready Hour launched which was a variety program, think a proto saturday night live. 1926 the first radio sitcom debuted and in 1928 the first daily show started. Radio was marketed… kind of like HBO in the early days i.e. “buy this device for a premium and it’ll pay for itself in free tickets!”
Feature length silent movies had been a thing for about 16 years… and in 1926 the first talking picture came out. So going to the movies would be somewhat comparable to today.
If you could make it to 1928 the first TV station was about to launch in NYC. I’ve found guides from around that time and… the device was super expensive… about a 10″ B&W screen for the equivalent of nearly $10k in today’s dollars and the programming lineup was the equivalent of a random public access channel that was frequently off for hours at a time. Like a gardening show, a church service, some weird news updates. But you would occasionally get something like a baseball game.
I kinda like the idea that in 1928… you could buy packaged potato chips (came out in 1910), had bottles of coca-cola, ordered a pizza on your phone and sat around and gotten high while watching a baseball game on TV.
In terms of music… in 1925 you could get a 24 song jukebox, so about a two hour playlist. But in 1928 a 10 LP jukebox came out… so about a 10 hour playlist.
For genres of music, it was getting better… Country and Jazz as we would recognize it came out around 1920, Ragtime in 1890 and the Blues in 1860 and of course classical.
If you lived in NYC Broadway was a thing so you could catch regular live entertainment, vaudeville was definitely a thing the Village theater would open in 1926 and have daily vaudeville shows until 1963.
Of course you also had opera and the symphony.
By 1904, Hockey, Basketball, Football and Baseball all had professional leagues with teams in NYC, they would all at some point merge into their modern counterparts. So live sporting events was something you could day at any point. The heavyweight boxing championship was establish in 1892 so boxing was a more or less legitimate sport at this point. And the slam bang style of wrestling debuted in 1920 which features shit like tag-team matches… we’d recognize it as professional wrestling.
Coney Island and an amusement park also operated, it’s not Disneyland but you had rollercoasters and bullshit.
Comic strips were around but more in the sunday funnies fashion. However you did have Pulp magazines, so you could read essentially easily digestible adventures stories some with recurring characters. In 1922 Weird Tales came out so you had a dedicated monthly horror magazine which contained stories by H.P. Lovecraft, and Robert Howard. In 1926 Amazing Stories debuted and you now had a monthly sci-fi magazine. Buck Rogers came out in 1929 so comic books were beginning to take shape but it wouldn’t be until 1938 with DC comics.
Of course you had the works of Edgar Rice Burroughs, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, H.P. Lovecraft… there was quite a bit of genre fiction to draw from
In 1919 the NY Daily News debuted and was a daily tabloid newspaper and in 1926 the National Enquirer came out, so you could get garbage entertainment.
Board Games were starting out… there were even precursors like The Landlord’s Game which came out in 1904 but was essentially Monopoly which didn’t come out until 1935. But you had chess, backgammon, card games, you could play darts, pool, slot machines were out since 1894. Interestingly in 1913 you had the rules for Little Wars which was a form of table top war gaming (think Warhammer 40k) we’re a LONG way from D&D but the beginnings were there.
Lastly, for the super rich… actual cruise lines began in 1900… so if you could afford it, you could take a luxury ship to exotic locations for excursions during the day, and four a grand trip of europe the Orient Express had been around since 1882.
Mardi Gras was still the Burning Man of the Era, but there were two annual week long Classical Music festivals in 1925 and in 1929 a Country music festival began. It’s not exactly Coachella
It was still a bit of a luxury item but you could have phone service setup amongst your friends
So at the upper limit… while TV was around it was a bizarre novelty and you’re a long ways away from TV shows… in home there were games you could play, fun genre fiction to read, even comics strips and music we still recognize today as enjoyable. Like I said before you could get high have a weird gardening show on the tv, while you listen to your two hour blues playlist and read the latest issue of Weird Tales.
You could leave your home to go see a show, go to the movies or go see a sporting event any time of year.
You could take a day trip to an amusement park and if you had the money book a cruise with your family, or a luxury train trip across Europe.
So… kinda like today… just no computers or videogames and not really TV.
Well, dead of cancer, I suppose.
Do I have my knowledge of 2025? Because I wanna stop Albert Fish.
Also I guess I’ll marry a girl, settle down and be a cutting-edge writer of fiction that seems super original because nobody’s ever experienced it before.
My mom had a rare kidney disease, doc said neither of us would make it through childbirth. By that point she was already on a transplanted kidney.
I wouldn’t have existed.
Whelp, I’m probably about to die in a dust storm, if the tornados didn’t get me
I’m quite dead.
Teaching school, or perhaps a married stay at home wife or mother.
Well I’d be dead after developing type 1 diabetes in 1905…
either I would have died when I was born (woo premie baby) or I’d be working a clerical job. so dead or not much different lol
Get ready for 1929 I guess.
I have several kids already, might be a widow from the war
Probably trying to make it as a writer or something of the sort. Courting a girl. Giving her violets. Or else writing sapphic poetry about longing and desire… 🤣
I died at age 5 from an infection, pre-antibiotics. Possible I lived but with one leg. Regardless, I died when I had my first child, as a Caesarean wouldn’t have been possible. I also assume that I would have done this around my Kate teens due to a lack of reliable contraception, and my ensuing progeny likely died in WW1.
I either died in the war as a transgender man with false documents, or never transitioned and ended up essentially the same: struggling to decide between a career or housewifery.
Not that my fiancé wants me to do one or the other. But because I’d love to be a young mother and a lawyer and a robotics engineer all at the same time. So ultimately I choose between law and engineering. And when I have our kid(s? Tbh an only child looks like a real good offer rn. This is coming from a very family oriented eldest sibling..) depends on whether our salaries can support it before/during schooling or if we just become parents as older people.
Also friendly reminder that the German regime destroyed about 90 YEARS of gender and sexuality research during the WW1 Book Burnings. Destroying common literature was a wonderful way to hide that they were destroying scientific documents as well. The world’s oldest known and documented gender and sexuality clinic existed in the 1800s and died in WW1. Everything you’ve ever heard about how “the trans and the gays are taking over everything, everyone is trans and gay” is a literal century old argument started by literal Nazis. Trans and gay people have always existed and always will exist. Destroying their (and my, as a detrans person) medical history and rights only makes it so our existence is that much more painful. If you want to cut the queer suicide rate, raise the public acceptance rate. Queer people exposed to conversion therapy are 8x more likely than the general heterosexual cisgender population to attempt suicide, yet only 2x more likely than queer people who only encountered “general homophobia.” If you think being queer causes mental health issues, take a look at how you speak to queer people and ask yourself how good you’d feel being spoken to like that.
Lol probably dead from WW1.
My mother probably died in childbirth in 1880 with my older brother’s complicated delivery, so she wouldn’t be around in 1885 to have me.
Assuming I somehow jumped that hurdle, I almost certainly would’ve died in the trenches on the western front. No 1925 for me.
Do we have our memories and knowledge?
Too old for the war. Perfect age to lose everything in the coming Great Depression.
The Selective Service Act of 1917 did not apply to men over 30 until August 1918, and the war ended “on the 11th hour, of the 11th day, of the 11th month of 1918.” Unless I was very unlucky, I would have sat that war out. The real question is if I would have been dragged into the Spanish-American War.
I worked in a building that used to be a chiropractic sanatarium (yes, it was a thing). I’d probably be there, but this time as a patient.
I died when my appendix ruptured in 1913
I’m pregnant, already have a kid or two, and plotting my husband’s murder because he cheated on me again and I can’t get a divorce because I have no bank account and no way to get a loan. And I’d rather be homeless than move back in with my parents. And they wouldn’t let me anyway because they think I should stay with my husband. Then me and my kids grow up just fine making due with our backyard garden and I pressure them real hard to study well and learn to read and write better than I could and teach them to be independent thinkers. In my old age you can find me smoking Virginia slims drinking vodka making pies for whoever is willing to stop by. Probably gone to jail at least once.
I would probably be bootlegger here in New York
Dead. I was not breathing when I was born 🤷♀️
I’m in Kansas City, which was a big deal at the time. I’d probably be a henchman trying to cozy up to some dames
I died at 6 months old to pneumonia.
If I getting to retain beliefs includes any precognition, then I am lobbying hard against the car/oil industries turning all of the urban centres into car-centric disasters and trying to ensure ongoing funding into public transportation and infrastructure.
Also, doing what I can for climate change/destroying the myth of infinite growth, land and expansion.
Married and lobotomized
No transplants back then so I would’ve died of end stage renal disease in 1915.
Cry
If I’m not somehow dead from WW1 I’m probably getting some sort of mistreatment for being a double minority
Investing in the stock market — I mean gonna ride this train 🚂 as far as it will take me!!
As a white man in Oklahoma, marrying a Native American woman. But, I’ll be a good husband.
Good christ, the town I currently live near wasn’t even established til the 1950s so I’m living in a hut on a dirt patch. Surrounded by sage brush. Hunting jackrabbits.
So…other than having a house, it’s pretty much what itjackrabbit. Except I don’t hunt rabbits.
Statistically speaking I probably died in WWI or from Spanish Flu. Fortunately I didn’t have bad wisdom teeth or anything so I wouldn’t have had to worry about that.
Probably dead from one of the many diseases I’m vaccinated against? On the bright side, I might be able to see the opening of the Brooklyn bridge. Provided I live that long.
Smuggling booze.
I’m likely dead.
Well, on average, I would’ve possibly been married before WWI started in 1914 (average age women got married by was 21 and I would’ve been older than that by 1914) unfortunately, being an American, my husband had only a 2.1% chance of dying. (So here’s hoping it was a lavender marriage.) However, given my weak lungs, it’s possible that I died of the Spanish Influenza in the 1918 epidemic. Since 25% of the population caught it and it was most deadly to people ages 20-40, and I would be smack dab in the middle of that range my chances of being alive to see 1925 are low. However, if my husband survived the war and we both survived the influenza, then I’d probably be a house wife since that’s what women in their 30s did then. I assume that if we were both alive and it wasn’t a lavender marriage (or maybe even if it was) we’d have 1-2 small children by 1925, depending on fertility rates. My family history would indicate a high fertility so I’d need to cut my husband off if we weren’t wealthy enough to afford a lot of kids (or someone to help me take care of them!). Sadly we’d have kids and be heading into the Great Depression in a few years time so I’m personally hoping for a more platonic lavender marriage.
I would probably be married to some random man my father picked out for me. Raising some kids most likely. Not many options as a woman.
With the knowledge I have now…I’m setting a few plans into motion….dont worry he will be dealt with before he becomes an issue. The other ones will take a bit more effort….
I mean…bootlegging at a speakeasy…duh!
Just wait until I introduce them to IPAs and sours
I was spared the war because of disability. So I probably feel ashamed. I did however get married and she has who knows how many kids without protection. She loves me and I love her. I’m in marketing or working for Disney as an animator, those being the closest things to what I do now. My wife listens to the radio or talks with family constantly. I am engrossed in aviation and any news about flight and am saving money to fly in style to home. My oldest boy is at University while his eldest sister is working at the radon watch factory, she loves green. She also loves jazz and has a bonnet hair style with her ankles showing (she’s older but female so no education is expected or affordable). We don’t tell the kids we were much more scandalous when we were their age. I had been in a union and busted a few people up, and my wife once drank a sip of wine on a bet, among other things.
Well, don’t think I would have a good time in 1925 as I’m disabled lol
Probably mining with the boys.
Sitting in a nursing home blowing out a candle on a cupcake while the staff sings happy birthday to me
Yep. I’m dead now or took part in the Canadian battles in Europe that led to the Geneva convention
I would be born in 1876. Potentially borderline to old to go to WW1 as a draft in the 1910s.
So 24 in 1900, a time of technological change over the next couple decades.
Flight is now being proven to as actually possible.
The change from external combustion engines (steam) to internal combustion (deisal)
The telephone.
Electric lights.
Dead, i have a heart condition that i probably would had died from before i was two
Dead or shellshocked. Not loving either option.
If everything’s the same except the time I didn’t make it past infancy.
Provided that i actually survived to adulthood which is extremely unlikely in my case, and survived working in the most menial and deadly jobs that would have been available at the time and making it to my advanced middle age. I would be a crippled beggar on the street and still probably dead by now.
My great uncle ran bootleg liquor for none other than Al Capone. Since I’ve an aptitude for driving and work as a bus driver, and have a personal past wrought with shady underworld dealings, I’d like to think I’d have fallen into the bootleg running business.
If war, disease or child birth didn’t kill me , I suppose I’d be enjoying my right to vote ( 1918 for women over 30) and marveling at modern wonders like the radio, airplane and vacuum cleaner ( but not penicillin because that’s in ‘28, so I’m definitely dead).
an alcoholic sharecroppers wife in south Texas with way too many kids. Basically, my abuelita
Bro i died at 16 with my tonsils killing me. I’m not here in 1925.
Probably getting arrested for being a communist or a queer. Or both.
I’m dead. I was a C section. Couldn’t do those in 1872
Probably a housewife (weren’t most relatively poor women?). If I get to have a career, I’m still a teacher, I expect.
I’m type 1 diabetic since age six. I am dead for sure.
I died from my first childbirth in 1916, vs having three healthy children by 2025.
It’s San Francisco 1898. i’m going to have a fantastic time. my parents would not move us to Las Vegas NV in 1899 because there was literally no “Las Vegas” in 1899. huge win.
eta: typed dates wrong
Institutionalized. My anxiety (specifically OCD) was so severe that I was put on an SSRI when I was 6, but in 1901 they for sure would’ve stuck me in an institution. On the plus side, I’d have 5 years to get out before they invented the lobotomy. There’s also a chance I’d have a raging heroin addiction since that was a common treatment for asthma at the turn of the century, and I was born with asthma.
If I didn’t die from pneumonia in 1905, I would probably be a pregnant homemaker for a farmer. 100% okay with that. Bc four years in the future, when the Great Depression hits, my family will hopefully be able to stay afloat like my ancestors did.
Probably died in WW1 given I turned 18 in 1915
I’m in a harem full of beautiful women all wanting to jump into bed with me and… Wait…
Nah, JK… I’m already dead. Probably from TB or something stupid like that.
As a woman, literally nothing good. I’d have been born in 1893. Women’s rights were bare minimum. I also have mental illness so asylums? Suffering until death?
The only group of people who would be okay in 1925 are white men
ETA: I was also born with my eyes crossed, so I might be blind in some way. As would my dad because that’s where I got it from 🥴
Probably have hella kids. The women in my family are fertile. Never wanted any myself
I would have been born in 1871 so probably didn’t make it through the wars
If I knew in 1925 what I know now, I would be the richest man in the world and probably the commander-in-cheif responsible for the defense of Western Civilization.
I’m a lesbian so i guess in the closet
I have a condition called Chiari Malformation. I had to have brain surgery a few years ago. I doubt I’d have survived such a thing a hundred years earlier.
I’m a woman so I’d be dead
Probably dead in ww1. If not then probably still in the military doing God knows what in garrison life
I’m a woman with mental health issues so I imagine I’m locked up somewhere getting drugs and orgasms awaiting the invention of lobotomies. Good for me.
Probably a fisherman. We didn’t really get involved in the war,
I’d be dead. I was born with a congenital heart defect. Had I been born even a decade or two earlier I’d have died within a week because the surgery needed to save my life hadn’t yet been invented.
So…. I decline
I had Hodgkin’s Lymphoma at 17 in 1999 (1899 in this scenario). So I can safely bet I’d have been dead and buried by the year 1900.
With modern medicine my mom and I both nearly died when I was born. IF I lived through that in 1890 (unlikely), I’d definitely be in an asylum. Even with modern psychiatric treatment, I’ve been hospitalized twice…
Probably died in WWI or to some super preventable disease by today’s standards
I’d be hiding in America after the Irish civil war. Probably a construction worker, farmer, or civil servant.
my mum would have died giving birth to my oldest brother, so definitely not alive
I was adopted from China so….. idk
I’m a 32 year old Army vet. My life would likely look much the same, minus the smartphone. I’d be cooking in a restaurant somewhere, spending as much time outdoors as I can and doing my best to deal with a socially crippling bit of PTSD.
Im a woman so sadly id have to find a man just so I could survive.
Well, most of my career didn’t exist back then (EMS) but I imagine it would have translated to nurse or doctor. I would have missed the first draft or two for WW1 (age 18-30), but got caught up when they expanded the age range (18-45) in 1918. Might have been exempted because of occupation, but I imagine they drafted every medical person they could.
Very lucky me – missed the draft and continued working where I was. Giving cocaine to surgery patients and laudanum (morphine/alcohol mixture) to basically anyone with a cough. Insulin was just invented, so diabetes wasn’t a death sentence anymore. But no penicillin yet, so even basic infections still were
Lucky me – drafted and survived the war. Probably still likely as the draft age was expanded in August of 1918, and the war ended in November. Not sure how long the process took, but at least some of that 3 month period is eaten up by travel, training and orientation. War ends and I go back to the same treatments as above, but probably stay in the military.
Unlucky me – killed during the 3 month period the war was still going on after being drafted
Unbeknownst to anyone, we’re a few years from the stock market crash and I get to live my 40’s and 50’s during the Great depression and dust bowl. Then the Japanese get all sneaky and Draft Part Deux happens. At this point I still have to register but I think I’m too old to actually be drafted (I think the age was 18-64 for registration and 18-45 for draft). Maybe I volunteer anyways (because fuck nazis) and with my previous military experience and being a doctor I get to be I higher ranking officer (not really sure how that works). Possibly avoiding heavy combat areas and treating soldiers in relative safety.
By the time WW2 is over I’m 60 and can retire. Maybe do the home town doctor things and live out the rest of my days. Probably married with a family and some land somewhere.