Thank you for sharing this extraordinary review of our lives. I wish my children could understand these simple truths but they still look at my husband and I as if our age somehow made us unable to understand the world. They will figure it out someday but for now, this look back gives me joy.
THANK you!! Love this! I just said to my daughter the other day, “I think something is wrong with me. My head and my age don’t match.” I feel like somewhere at a Stones concert or shopping for bell-bottoms, or maybe lying on my kitchen floor talking to my best friend on a landline attached to the wall, time stopped. Or maybe I stopped maturing emotionally. Lol The peace signs on our jewelry, boys with long hair and girls in halter tops. Somehow my spirit is still there. I don’t regret it. I loved every minute…and the music. 🙌🏼 I’ve carried it with me all the way and I’ve dance to it with 2 more generations.
I remember knowing at the time that this was something special. My friends and I saying these are the good old days we’ll reminisce about someday. And here we are!
I always considered my grandmother’s generation to have seen the most change. She was born in 1888 in Indian Territory that is known now, grew up in a sod hut, saw the covered wagons, the beginning of electricity, two world wars, and she watched a man walk on the moon. She would never believe what we’ve seen.
Great article. Recently, I'm seeing energy moving back towards letter-writing and wearing analog watches from the generations that have grown up in a fully digital world. When things get extreme as they are in digital and social now, opposite passions arise which bring balance. I love seeing it!
Love this, Ellen. I have recently had several similar conversations. Several of my friends have just turned 80ish. I turn 82 Wednesday. Yes, we feel lucky to have what you called the analog life (I call the simple life) and now be exposed to AI, rockets, and robots. I feel so fortunate and blessed. Thank you for the walk down memory lane. Blue💙
Wouldn’t it be lovely if you would 1) learn to appreciate each generation 2) learn to not tear others down. Sounds like you have some learning to do. 🙌🏼
Digital technology can be dangerous, as we have seen; but I would not trade a megabyte of it for having to walk to a pay phone when my car ran out of gas. Life is faster now, but improved.
Gen Z and Gen Alpha will someday write a similar essay on how different things were in the early 21st century.
I find aging to be a gift and I am not ashamed of being “elderly,” as they say. I love it. It was hard work getting here and I embrace all that it is.
Fond memories of growing up in the 60’s/70’s. I play board games with my grandkids. We do a lot of interactive stuff. No electronics, no TV. They love it!
I was born at the very beginning of the 60s just outside of Chicago. I lived three blocks from Lake Michigan. Here’s what I remember: butterflies. So many fluttering along the cemetery wall that flanked the alley, a glory of butterflies, flying dashes of color, so many they used to sell nets to catch them at the dime store when I was a little girl. Now I live rural, in upstate New York, and I hardly ever see butterflies any more. They have all left us. Like so much else in our natural world, they have vanished.
I miss the butterflies, too. They were everywhere, we chased them all over the neighborhood, learned the names of all the different species. It was magical, really. If the butterflies suddenly returned, people would be stunned.
Thank you for the openness.https://shiramkamami.substack.com/p/ghost-ageing?r=767kxn&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web
Thank you for sharing this extraordinary review of our lives. I wish my children could understand these simple truths but they still look at my husband and I as if our age somehow made us unable to understand the world. They will figure it out someday but for now, this look back gives me joy.
THANK you!! Love this! I just said to my daughter the other day, “I think something is wrong with me. My head and my age don’t match.” I feel like somewhere at a Stones concert or shopping for bell-bottoms, or maybe lying on my kitchen floor talking to my best friend on a landline attached to the wall, time stopped. Or maybe I stopped maturing emotionally. Lol The peace signs on our jewelry, boys with long hair and girls in halter tops. Somehow my spirit is still there. I don’t regret it. I loved every minute…and the music. 🙌🏼 I’ve carried it with me all the way and I’ve dance to it with 2 more generations.
I remember knowing at the time that this was something special. My friends and I saying these are the good old days we’ll reminisce about someday. And here we are!
Thanks again. ☮️
Thank you.
Thank you for this insight into our own lives!
I always considered my grandmother’s generation to have seen the most change. She was born in 1888 in Indian Territory that is known now, grew up in a sod hut, saw the covered wagons, the beginning of electricity, two world wars, and she watched a man walk on the moon. She would never believe what we’ve seen.
I don't have Facebook anymore so thank you!!!
Great article. Recently, I'm seeing energy moving back towards letter-writing and wearing analog watches from the generations that have grown up in a fully digital world. When things get extreme as they are in digital and social now, opposite passions arise which bring balance. I love seeing it!
Love this, Ellen. I have recently had several similar conversations. Several of my friends have just turned 80ish. I turn 82 Wednesday. Yes, we feel lucky to have what you called the analog life (I call the simple life) and now be exposed to AI, rockets, and robots. I feel so fortunate and blessed. Thank you for the walk down memory lane. Blue💙
BEAUTIFUL. 🩷🙌🏼
Every generation says this, it’s just different facts. Blah, blah, blah
Wouldn’t it be lovely if you would 1) learn to appreciate each generation 2) learn to not tear others down. Sounds like you have some learning to do. 🙌🏼
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Repeat after me Craig: "I am an old curmudgeon."
😆😆. As expected.
There's .much better English fashions from the 60’s and 70’s!!
Digital technology can be dangerous, as we have seen; but I would not trade a megabyte of it for having to walk to a pay phone when my car ran out of gas. Life is faster now, but improved.
Gen Z and Gen Alpha will someday write a similar essay on how different things were in the early 21st century.
I find aging to be a gift and I am not ashamed of being “elderly,” as they say. I love it. It was hard work getting here and I embrace all that it is.
Fond memories of growing up in the 60’s/70’s. I play board games with my grandkids. We do a lot of interactive stuff. No electronics, no TV. They love it!
When i was a kid, the sky was dark and full of stars. We saw Sputnik go overhead.
I was captivated by all things “space age.”
So well written and it makes me feel better too. We have experienced a lot and I’m grateful for it. Thank you. 🩵
I was born at the very beginning of the 60s just outside of Chicago. I lived three blocks from Lake Michigan. Here’s what I remember: butterflies. So many fluttering along the cemetery wall that flanked the alley, a glory of butterflies, flying dashes of color, so many they used to sell nets to catch them at the dime store when I was a little girl. Now I live rural, in upstate New York, and I hardly ever see butterflies any more. They have all left us. Like so much else in our natural world, they have vanished.
I miss the butterflies, too. They were everywhere, we chased them all over the neighborhood, learned the names of all the different species. It was magical, really. If the butterflies suddenly returned, people would be stunned.