Generation of Changes

I was born before the baby boomer, between 1946 and 1994. As a young child I chose to have my own identity rather than follow the crowd. I didn’t think like the baby boomers that it was cool to belong to the Mickey Mouse Club. However, I did adore Elvis. I wasn’t smart enough to jump on my dad’s Harley Davidson cycle and go with my parents to the first Woodstock. I was however, smart enough not to smoke after viewing cigarette ads everywhere.

I was as dumb founded as baby boomers to the word Vietnam, until my husband got drafted. I’ll always remember where I was when President Kennedy was assassinated. I was glad I was born before the hola-hoop and that I wasn’t expected to use one. It was bad enough watching my little girl trying to learn it. I was thankful when “Leave it to Beaver” got replaced on TV.

The next generation between 1965 and 1977 offered me the movie E.T, which I could totally relate to, since my twin boys were diagnosed with ESP. Grunge offered something different, however, I chose to hit the floor with my dance moves to Madonna.

I’ve enjoyed many of the things since 1978 and after. I have such as convenience. The TV remote-controller kept my children busy switching stations and arguing over what to watch between commercials. My telephone was replaced with a keypad and I saved for my first microwave. New technology seemed so exciting. I felt bad when the World Trade Center got attached. Children’s school loans and credit card debts were more than my husband’s yearly slavery. I was thankful that I paid for everything with cash.

I couldn’t understand why I’d ever need a computer, a cell phone, or a double garage for a second car. My children and I loved dancing to the 80’s music. There’s one thing that I’ve been able to count on through generation changes is recycled clothing. I save most of my clothing and wait it out, till the style comes back again.