Baby Boomer

Being a member of the Baby Boom generation has been written about to exhaustion, but I’ll write about it on occasion too.  I’m sure that it makes an interesting study, but for me it was just my life.

The biggest single issue that cropped up for me was that no one was ever prepared for our massive numbers—it started when we showed up for kindergarten.  What had once been a slow moving, eddy-filled elementary school, suddenly became The Spot for Everything.  Double sessions for Kindergarten—Something unheard of before 1954 in little ol’ Windsor, California.  Apparently, our collection of parents sneakily produced a whole bunch of kids, and then hid them out until they were ready for school.  It’s the only possible explanation.

The classrooms I grew up in had 40 students or so.  I’m not altogether certain, but I think we managed to learn enough to survive even under those brutal conditions—don’t know quite how, but we also seemed to have survived even though our parents SMOKED CIGARETTES!!  Even in the car with the windows rolled up and NO SEAT BELTS!!

Holy crap, pass the Anacin.  No seat belts in the car, and parents who thoughtlessly smoked cigarettes in our presence.  But I digress.

This business of our numbers always being a surprise goes on to this very day.  Seems no one expected as many of us to live to retirement age as did—Probably because we all quit smoking and are now living longer than expected.  So we’ve now snuck up on the Social Security Scam—oops—I mean system.  ‘Course, that Ponzi scheme never could possibly have worked.  Ask any old fraud investigator (like me).

On another day, I’ll think about (then most likely write about) how we snuck up on the high school and still managed to have fun.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

A Very Simple Request

In the late 1970s (that would be during the Carter administration and THAT gas crisis), I drove a Datsun 1200 for a while.   It was a good, small, simple car, and I could afford it even though I had virtually no money. As I recall, it had 12 or 13 inch wheels, no power anything, a four cylinder engine, and a four speed manual transmission.   It was light weight with no amenities.   None.   It had an AM only radio and a tinny little speaker.   No air conditioning either—can you imagine?   No AIR??   On the freeway, when larger cars would pass, the jet wash would buffet the car slightly after the larger car passed.   It was orange, and it routinely got 35 to 50 MPG.   40 to 50 on the freeway and 35 to 45 around town.   When the tires wore out, it was about as expensive as putting new tires on your bicycle.   If it needed brakes, it was about as expensive as putting brakes on your bicycle.   Did I just repeat myself? Here's w...
Read more

Karma

I see that the Marlin's Scott Cousins has been placed on the 15 day disabled list with a "lower back strain", and has been replaced on their active roster by Hanley Ramirez.  And that the Marlins are 3-18 since leaving San Francisco. Karma's a bitch.
Read more

For Love of the Game

  OK then. Baseball is finally over for my beloved Giants. Thank goodness. This leadership pair of Farhan Zaidi and Gabe Kapler has created a baseball team and method that’s just pitiful. It’s painful to watch. And boring. Tedious. A struggle. Never knowing from day to day who is going to be on the club as players or where they might be in the batting order or what positions they might play. No stars. The way Kapler handles pitchers makes it even worse. One result of the inconstancy in player positions is that the Giants lead all of baseball in errors committed in an era of lower error rates in baseball. I can’t be the only one who sees the problem and the source of said problem. It’s no puzzle why the Giants find it impossible to sign truly first rate talent. I’m a big fan of Mike Yastrzemski and Brandon Crawford, but, other than that…….Who would want to subject themselves to that nonsense, anyhow? It’s no wonder that the ballpark is habitually empty, or nearly so. ...
Read more