Generation
My Dad and I met mostly in the “here and nowâ€. I didn’t
know the man before I was born, in his younger days. Dad,
when I knew him, talked mostly about events from his past.
My future, unknown, yet to be discovered, could not be discussed
in any depth, only speculated. But it was mine, to be shaped
by me, and was of great interest--mostly to me. In comparison
to my father’s past, all I could offer was a little grist for a gruel
of passions we shared.
So now I am dealing with the same hiatus, but on the
other end. There’s not much I can offer constructively
to my children and grandchildren that is seen as useful, much
less interesting. My dated references and limited knowledge of the
contemporary are two reasons for the gap. Not to be unhappy--
I have now gone back to being a student and the business of
learning-- still with the hope of occasionally contributing to the
lesson. Its a big classroom.