My birth date was closer to the time of the Spanish-American War [Remember the Maine!] than today.

And, I feel fine.

Gen-Xers are a silly lot. They obsess, bitch and moan about every other generational cohort as if their life cycles and decisions are some how different — and much, much better — than what everybody else goes through. Very odd.

T. Shaw opened a can of worms. I was born in 1943, half the way between today and the end of the Civil War.

I’m a 68 year old boomer who loathed the Beatles back then and still do.

Honky tonk jingly jangly crap.

the last Jews were gassed only eight years prior to my birth.

FRED Z,

Agree. Bubble gum music. But, the girls were bonkers over it.