The good old days

My Millennial neighbors – very nice people – asked me what it was like to be a Baby Boomer. I scratched my head like I was having a complex thought…but actually, it was just dandruff. Then I started talking. A Boomer’s elementary school day started early, when he sat down for breakfast with the family. Back then, midcentury kids ate food cooked on a stove, or right out of a cereal box that…

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