I never thought being an old guy would make me proud of being old and just me, but I am. It took having to go online with someone from another country to help me with a computer matter to realize I was old and outdated.
Most of us my age cannot figure out what most persons under 35 can figure out easily when it comes to a computer matter. I realized then how lucky I am.
I was born to the baby boomers in an era that time will never repeat again the same way. My country had just won a great war and jobs, homes and inventions to make life easier were plentiful. Rock and roll defined our youth while parents and government were respected and followed. Houses, cars, gasoline and food were affordable and minorities knew their place amongst us; as minorities, not a majority.
No one was a “Some-thing American,” for we were all Americans who worked together equally and were defined by our individual merits, not our collective ones. We were individuals, not a group, to do well without limits, but there were limits to pornography, bad language and violence. Acceptance of God led to the classical marriages lasting longer than they do today.