BABY BOOMER BABBLE
Thanksgiving
This is the second Thanksgiving Day Babble I've done. Man, how
time flies. I thought I just started writing this column, but it's already been
over a year. I'm thankful to be able to write the column and have people read
it.
In fact, we Boomers have a lot to be thankful for. Here are a
few of my thankfuls:
I'm thankful I'm alive. Almost dying brings you face to face
with a lot of things. All in all, it ends up being not so bad. You realize
there is no other ending. No alternatives. There is no way out of it. The very
end of our life stories are already written. Once you get over that, it's the
living you start worrying about. Are you doing it well enough? Are you putting
in enough time doing what you want? I'm thankful for having had the experience
and having survived it. Although I could have really done without it.
I started a new career. Well, sort of. Teaching. Just a little
bit at a time, but enough to keep me on my toes and out of trouble. I like
being around younger people. I have friends my age and older friends, but I was
really not in contact with many younger folks. It's good to have friends from
the different age groups. It helps remind you where you once were and where you
are headed. I always wanted to teach. It has been on my rŽsumŽ for 30 years as
a goal. I am grateful for the opportunity.
Speaking of teaching. I am thankful for the education I
received and all the people who put up with my bull and callousness towards the
process. I was never a very good student. I was the first in my family to
pursue a college degree. I'm glad that I broke that barrier. As much as the
knowledge, I was glad to be exposed to the diversity, the radicalization that
comes with the knowledge of knowing there are other ways to see the world,
other viewpoints, different from those I had been taught by my family and
observed in my community. Education has helped me move my own family towards a
more open, inclusive kind of world view. I am grateful and thankful to have
received an education. That is one of the greatest gifts our generation was
given.
One of the underlying principles of "Boomerhood" is
to try to do something meaningful with our lives. To try to make a difference.
To leave the world a better place than we found it. I've heard Boomers time and
time again refer to this concern, this question: Am I doing, accomplishing,
what I wanted to? What is life all about? That seems to be one of the
prevailing questions we ask. This ends up being played out in many different
ways. Careers, volunteering, politics, teaching, being a father, husband,
community activist, writer, are some of my own attempts to make a difference.
The question for me has moved from what do I expect from life to what does life
expect from me. I am thankful for all the questions. The good, the bad, and the
yet to be discovered.
Finally, this Thanksgiving, I am thankful we are going to turn
over a new page as a society. Go in a new direction. I had always hoped, as a
Boomer and as a Midwest hippy, that we would be able to make the world a better
place. That we would pass on to our sons and daughters the hope and knowledge
that with hard work and high ideals, you can get out of life what you put into
it. That you can make a difference. That you can create your own happiness,
regardless. Lately, that dream has faded, what with two wars, torture, global
warming, economic disaster, snooping, spying, secrecy, and stolen elections.
This time I think we got it right. I think we elected a President who will do
better, and I'm hopeful we learned a lesson. It's not so much who we elect,
although it helps if the person can think and talk at the same time, but what
happens to us when we participate and demand change. The process becomes more
than the sum of the parts. That happened Tuesday night, November 4, 2008. I'm
thankful that I was a part of it.
I'm also thankful I'm not a turkey, for obvious reasons. Happy
Thanksgiving.