Saturday, January 2, 2016

A Gen Xer hits the age of 46 - refined just like Makers Mark's best

Being born in 1970, I landed smack in the middle of the "Baby Bust" that became known, decades later as Generation X, thanks to a seminal novel by a new writer named Douglas Coupland. Growing up through the 70s and 80s, and entering adulthood by graduating college in the fun-filled recession of the early 1990s, I've lived a pretty genuine and text book Gen X life. All in all, it's been a pretty good ride. From a middle-class suburban existence as a latch-key kid - thankfully one that was pretty stable and free from the divorce-plagued times - to a somewhat left-of-center early adulthood living abroad and casually winding my way toward a career and a middle-class suburban life. And, now at the age of 46, I have a sound career and pretty solid sense of self.

Taking a break to go hiking in Boulder ... might finish this later.

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