|Civil War era post card|
As I’ve occupied a comfortable position in middle age for some time now, I am accustomed to the superior looks I occasionally get from millenials and younger. It’s almost as though they feel sorry for my advanced years, and for the fact that I’m decidedly “uncool.”
My sister and I had a funny email exchange on the subject, when she shared this amusing tale.
She was recently in a bookstore, and overheard a 20-something guy insisting to his companion, that if he wanted stuff about the Civil War, he’d have to head down the aisle marked, “WWII.” “Same thing!” he said.
Mary, ever the kind soul, nevertheless couldn’t let this one go. She proceeded to point out they had the wrong century, the wrong war, and indicated the correct aisle. As they walked away, one of them remarked: “Dang, she musta walked in here from Jeopardy!” I asked whether they had grumbled as she walked off, and she said no, they were actually incredulous. She did say she tried very hard not to be an “old fogey!”
When I commented that at least they were in a bookstore, she said that they were only looking for a birthday present for grandpa, who was “in” to that “weird stuff.”
Yes, being an “old fogey” has distinct advantages, such as a basic grasp of American History.
|Identified as American Douglas SDB Dauntless bombers|