Joy

I was born on the tenth of May in nineteen sixty four. Statistically that makes me a boomer, but I’ve felt like a gen-x’er all my life and I present myself that way to the world. A small fact that I only mention because of the topic of this diary, the headline up there. Born in Northern Illinois as the boomers came into their own, deciding that all the social benefits they’d enjoyed after WWII were just too expensive to be extended to us- their children, by the time I...