In 2011, when my wife and I decided to sell our three-story home in New Jersey and move to an apartment just three Metro stops from Washington, D.C., we had no idea we would be becoming part of a growing Baby Boomer trend.
Who gets grandma’s yellow pie plate?
At first glance, this seems like such an innocuous query. However, the possible answers to such questions are sparking small inter-and-intra-generational conflicts all over the country.
When John Travolta first came strutting down a New York Street 40 years ago in the opening scene of Saturday Night Fever, the film that helped lunch the international disco craze, you can be sure his movements started a lot of female hearts pounding rapidly.
In retrospect, it was some of our scariest minutes as parents of a then three-year-old.
The experience began innocently enough when my wife Judy, our son Michael, and I visited my mother’s house on a warm spring day in 1976.
If you’re a Baby Boomer who still loves the music of your youth and also sailing the Caribbean, then music cruises may be for you!
Recently, Judy, my wife of 44 years, and I experienced a difficult family situation probably best captured by a rephrasing of the oft-repeated lines from the popular song by the British band The Clash – Should we stay or should we go?
If my wife had never scolded me on that Sunday, I probably never would have gone to my first acupuncture session. And if it weren’t for acupuncture, I’m certain I wouldn’t feel as good as I do today.
They told me one day I would feel old, but I just refused to believe them.
Age 30. Then 40, 50, 60, now 64. Nope, not old. Grey hair. White hair. Thinning hair. Definitely more hair in my ears and my nose than on the growing bald spot on the back of my head. Still didn’t feel old. Besides, that’s what small scissors are for.
When it comes to funerals, many Baby Boomers are literally thinking outside the box.
Of course, that really shouldn’t come as much of a surprise. Those born between 1946 and 1964 have been constantly reinventing most life stages as they have been passing through them. So why should death be any different?
Fifty years ago this month Monkee mania began sweeping America and then England as The Monkees, a TV show based on the success of The Beatles and the madcap antics they had displayed in their first movie A Hard Day’s Night, debuted on the NBC Network.
The new made-for-TV band consisted of Davy Jones, Mickey Dolenz, Mike Nesmith, and Peter Tork, each chosen to display characteristics demonstrated by John, Paul, George, and Ringo.