...Not the end of the world; at least I hope not.
What is coming is the end to "My" generation. Not soon. But here are some landmarks to guide you to when you can definitely say the Baby Boom is history.
When the last WWII veteran dies. How could that happen? There were so many, after all. Can they really be in their 80's now? They're out fathers; our fathers can't be that old. Can they? If the last vet dies, then where does that put us? Orphans, for one.
When the last Beatle dies. Two down, two to go. The Beatles are the very symbol for the 1960's. Losing them is losing, well, us.
When you drive all day, and never see a 1965 or 1966 Ford Mustang on the road. Ford literally built a million of them; they were loved and driven hundreds of millions of miles. When the last daily driver Mustang is consigned to either the crusher or the car show circuit, bye-bye, Baby Boom.
When TV commercials quit using famous songs from the 60's and 70's to sell stuff. That might be quite a while, as there's nothing to replace those songs with. Can you name one song from last year, or last ten years, that might make a great jingle for cars or orange juice? Neither can I. (Can you name a song at all from the last ten years that you can actually sing?)
For me, it'll be when Bruce Springsteen checks out. Hopefully I'll go first.
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