The Passing of an Age
I was talking with my dad recently (I take dad out for lunch once a week) about how only he, my uncle and aunt, remain from his generation of relatives that I grew up with. Of course, it’s a natural thing, and no one lives forever…however, as the members of a particular generation dwindle off to a precious few (dad will be 86 in January) of our kupuna, it becomes more evident that a special generation is leaving us by ones and twos. Dad and others who are 80+, belong to what Tom Brokaw called, “The Greatest Generation”, folks who had lived through the Depression, fought in World War II, helped fuel the economic/political/military giant that America was in the 1950’s and 1960’s, ushered in the Space Age, the Age of Television, and the Age of Computers, and so on. Most of us alive today, belong to the Baby Boomer generation, or possibly the Gen-Xer’s. We have inherited all the good they accomplished, mixed in with some of the not-so-good. My dad said that within a few more years, they’ll all be gone and, with them, I suppose, the passing of an age. In that light, I was a little [...]