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Maureen Barre's avatar

Thank you. I am a 'young boomer" born in '58. Amazing how your essay resonates.

Especially the part of thinking/wanting all to go back to how it was. I have no idea what is coming in our country or the world. It is hard to imagine that we won't have some type of civil war break out. But who knows what that looks like. Living in FL the last two years has been eye opening and I honestly do NOT like the culture. I am a displaced New Englander. I am out of place here and when I get to go up North, it feels so good to be around people who are more like me. Sad but true.

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J. Clements's avatar

Born in 73, in a strange hybrid of what you describe. I saw what you describe on frequent trips to my grandparent’s, but was raised in the sticks of NE Nevada on a marina with an 18 hole golf course, equestrian park, and trap and skeet range close at hand.

However, the closest gas station, grocery store, school, and library were 25 miles from my house on a winding two lane highway. The closest shopping mall was 243 miles. TV required a satellite dish the size of small Cessna. Even then, only one or two BBC stations were available when the wind blew the right direction. Radio, both stations, played big band and country music. That said, I was 12 years old when I soloed an Ultralight and was able to fly the 25 miles into town for candy bars, bubble gum and soda. Safeway had a huge parking lot that you could land in. I had three different kinds of boats at my disposal. Motorcycles, ATV’s, and snowmobiles, were all available if I wanted to trade in my wings for the day because of weather. I had a privileged childhood, but somehow seemed trapped in the 1940/50’s.

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