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The Generation Gap

This should have been obvious, but I realized tonight that not only were my children born in a different century from me, but they were also born in a different millenium.  Call it epochal parenting.
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George B. said…
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October 6, 2011 at 7:31 PM
Benjy said…
As you wrote it you let me feel I'm old but I not. I read today a story of an old man talking about his childhood on the 40's. It's amazing how things are different and it's only what 70 years later? Life time.
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October 24, 2011 at 4:16 AM
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