COLUMN: Where have the old names gone? Today’s babies receive punchy names like Archer and Amara, Cole and Felicity, Ethan and Sienna. They sound modern, new, ready to tackle today’s challenges like climate change, college debt and finding housing for less than $500,000.
COLUMN: Baby boomers shrieked their first shrieks in maternity wards between 1946 and 1964, as Coupe de Villes sprouted tail fins and constipation and hemorrhoids in Washington, D.C., reached alarming levels. The heroic prune, the Paul Revere of fruit, rode to the rescue.
COLUMN: The parking lot at Elmer Fudd High (home of the Hunting Wabbits) turned into a car show each school morning as cool kids drove in their 1964 Pontiac GTOs, 1969 Ford Mustang Cobra Jets and 1970 Chevelle SSs.
COLUMN: Speedy Gonzales arrived first at the Favorite Cartoons of Yesteryear reunion, sliding in sideways in his muscle car. Fifty years after he was a star of Saturday morning black and white TV, he was still cool.
COLUMN: Many Boomers worry about money and work too long. Some people say you need $1 million or $2 million to comfortably retire. Of course you do. Most of us, however, won’t come close. We must be happy having fewer Amazon shipments stolen from our doorsteps.
COLUMN: A visit to the Boomer Museum leaves Grandson mystified.
COLUMN: Because life has changed so much in the last half century, Baby Boomers may want to heed a new set of rules: the yabba dabba don’ts.
COLUMN: The truth is, these arbitrary age rules are balderdash. We should take people one at a time.