The Pros and Cons of Being Old
I’ll start with the good news…
Remembering My Grandmother, Happy
My grandmother, Rowena, Wilma, Henrietta Menn, was born in Joplin, Missouri sometime in the latter part of the first decade of the Twentieth Century. Her childhood friends called her Happy, because she was always “Happy-go-Lucky.” The name stuck, and she carried it with her throughout her life.
Growing up as a Baby Boomer
I was born in 1947, two years after the end of World War II. I came of age in the 1960s, and matured in the ‘70s. It was a time of great political and cultural change, so this ramble will be something of a history lesson mixed with my personal memories of those bygone days.