WHY BOOMERS? BECAUSE THEY ARE THE OLD HIPPY BACKPACKERS OF YESTERYEAR!
July 20, 2008 by admin
Raise your hand if you’re a Baby Boomer! What’s this I see, all across the American Blogoland?: Seventy-six-million hands waving in the breeze in answer to my yell of “Hey Boomers!” Now, what author wouldn’t want that kind of response? But, I have more valid reasons than just the dream of all those commercial sales. The Boomers NEED me right now and I am rushing to their aid.
Well okay, maybe not all Boomers. My own kids, born in 1963 and 1964, are technically included in that gigantic bubble of humanity created right after the last global war, but they don’t identify with the real Leading Edge Boomers who are just this year, at age 62, tiptoeing across the line of qualification for Social Security early retirement. By 2012, millions of them will be full-fledged retirees, wondering what to do with the rest of their still-youthful-feeling lives.
There’s always comfort in Botox and Viagra, but within their hearts lingers the nervous fear that a nursing home lurks somewhere across the great chasm that’s leaped when one starts receiving those doggone government checks. Pastures are for pansies, they say……..but how do they really know for sure? Where are their role models for dancing blithely through the daisy patch of old age, with nothing but the dole to pay your way? Right here, on this blogsite! That’s where! Me!!!!
Since I’ve already spent a year out on the backpacker/hosteller world trail as a little old lady in hiking boots and have returned to write about it, I feel highly-qualified to tell these old hippies a thing or two. I was home, having my babies back in the time when they were inventing world travel on a shoestring; but now I’ve caught up and am proving that they can go do it again on this end of their life. The nursing home is myth when your heart is still a wide-eyed kid. Another myth is that the world is a dangerous place and that the people in it are going to do you harm.
It ain’t true, McGee! Nobody raised a hand to my person or my purse in all the many, many countries and cities that I traipsed around in – alone.
So, Boomers! Dream your dreams of yesterday! They can live again, just as soon as you leave off your corporate treadmilling, pack up your old rucksack, and take to the beautiful byways once again!