Hi everybody!
I’m going to try to make this a little lighter reading today, after all, some of my readers are a little on the older side and the last couple of days have been a little taxing on the brain for them, you know who you are, so I’m going to try and make this REAL EASY for you today!
Speaking of getting older, in the recent past, at least I think it was recent, I’m having a little problem with my memory these days, a sure sign you are either getting older or the friends you keep are beginning to effect you, I tend to think it is the latter!!
Anyway, where was I?…Oh yes! In the past, (recent or otherwise), I have been feeling old, I mean REALLY OLD, and I suppose that it is not only my memory loss and short sidedness, thus rendering me almost helpless when it comes to putting my make-up on, but it is the “younger generation” that has started making me feel old.
I Never in my life thought that I would be referring to anyone but me when I said the words “younger generation”, but I have been forced to realize that I am no longer a part of that society!!! I have “moved on” so to speak, and about the only place for me to “move on” to from here is the old folks home or Belview, which ever has the first available space!
Why do I feel old you might ask. Well, recently, (?), I have been finding myself in conversations with various “younger generation” people and much as I do not know what in the world they are talking about they do not know what I am talking about either!!! It is like we are speaking a foreign language to each other!
Now, I know that you may argue, I am speaking a “foreign”, (non-English), language, given where I live, but I am not talking about “foreign” language in the literal sense, I am talking about “foreign” language in the not being on the same wave length sense. Not being on the same wave length is putting it mildly, try not being on the same planet!
I’ll give you an example. Recently, now I do know that this was recent, it was last Saturday, I looked it up on my Big Wall Calendar, much easier to see these days, when I had my un-expected visitors, my grown nephew was here, as part of the visitors, and we share a very special bond, we are always the ones, when we are in a room together with a lot of people, we gravitate to each other, you can always find us in the corner talking about something, well Saturday, he and I, his parents and a couple of others were discussing music. And his parents and I were talking about the “old” days and the recording artists that we loved so much, we had heard about Sting and his upcoming tour and that sparked off the rest of the conversation, when we started naming some of the greats of our time. Cat Stevens, James Taylor, Carly Simon, Steppenwolf, (not quite sure of the spelling), Elton John, Eric Clapton and the list goes on, but I think you get the general time frame that I am talking about, IF You are old enough, if not you might as well stop reading this now because I’ve already lost you and I don’t have enough years left to explain it to you!
Where was I? Oh Yes! We were discussing these artists and groups and the “boy” had no idea who half of these people were!!! Never heard of some of them, he thought I had a cat named Stephen, and that somebody named James needed a tailor!! I was floored! Now my nephew, is not a baby or a child by any stretch of the imagination, he is a full grown man of over 7 feet tall!! (you should see us dancing together, my being 5′1 3/4″ tall and he over 7 foot makes us quite the unusual, for lack of a better word, couple, to say the least)! So he is a man, but has no idea who half of these people are, they were before his time, he barely knows who Elton John is!!!! And forget the Beatles!! They didn’t have music back in the dinosaur’s day, don’t you know!!
So obviously, when we started talking about L.P.’s and 45’s he certainly didn’t know what we were talking about, and if any of you don’t know, don’t worry about it, it’s over now!! Well, he had, in the past seen an L.P. because growing up in his parents house they did have a few old ones lying around, but never a 45, and get this, he thought I was making up a story when I mentioned a 78!!!!! But that is probably to old for most of you! In all honesty, I must admit, it is too old for me too, but, I have seen them, when I was a little girl, my parents had 3 or 4 old 78’s down in the basement, my Daddy would get one out, once in a while, of Fats Domino, (I know you young whipper snappers, don’t know who that is either!), and play it a couple of times before lovingly putting it back in it’s box down stairs!
Oh great! You also know you are getting old when you start using phrases like “young whipper snappers”!!!!
As our music history lesson went on Saturday, he didn’t remember the 8 track tape, of course, 8 track tape? he didn’t remember Any tapes, cassette, reel to reel the whole works! Just about the time I got up to the CD’s his memory started becoming clearer!!!
And the more clear his memory became, the less clear mine seemed to be!
So now, I can see, that I have to accept the fact that I am not a part of the “younger generation” any more, I’m not one of those “young whipper snappers” that my grandfather use to speak about, I have instead become part of another “generation”…
The Over the Hill Gang!!
For those of you that don’t remember who they are…Don’t worry about it!!!
Old Sometimers!!