Today is my birthday. Since 1951 I’ve been taking birthdays for granted. Just another year, no big deal.
Then all of a sudden I’m 62. How the heck did that happen? Wasn’t it just a few years ago I was raising my children? Now. all of a sudden they are adults in their 30’s.
And what happened to college? Were did the 1970’s go? My wife now works at the same college I graduated from so I often find myself walking the red bricked paths that wind between the buildings I studied in. Those buildings are the old ones now – old relics among newer structures.
And all the trees are taller.
But it gets worse… obviously the student population wasn’t born yet when I attended college, but yikes!… even some of their parents were’t born then either!!!
My baby-boomer experiences are studied as history lessons. Presidents Eisenhower, Kennedy, Johnson, Nixon, Ford, and Reagan; Vietnam and Kent State – it’s all just old news hidden in some history book. What about music? Janis Joplin, Jimi Hendrix, Simon & Garfunkel, The Doors, Cat Stevens and the Beach Boys are found on very few iPods.
Oh well, I guess its the way of things. Though my life continues to become a history lesson, I’m still around and making history. (Key words being ‘still around’.)
Ah, if only I was dyslexic. Then I’d be 26 instead of 62.