I was born in 1958, so this year I am sixty, and have had the most amazing ride!
I fear for my grand kids though, the third of which is in the chute, head down, and waiting for the water to fall. Third in nine months! When it rains, it pours?
I'm not really a doomer. Well, I was for a time ten years ago. Today I don't worry, because I am going to die soon. A year or two at most. Drop that subject.
So, I have lived through the most amazing time in human history! As a kid I climbed mountains, pitched tents in three feet of snow, swan across lakes, and canoed rivers for miles and miles. Today kids live in a different world. Virtual. Not sure what to make of it. It's both good and bad. I'm just left hoping that they experience a ride as fun as mine.