I do all the things they say are going away or nobody does (send cards, write in cursive, have library skills, read maps, etc). Since I don't use Facebook, Twitter, Instagram etc. I don't have the problems related to their use. So I'm a Boomer, old fashioned and thus, I believe, more sane. Yay for us oysters.
Actually, I thought "oysters" was a term I'd missed--like tween or Millenials--possibly referring to boomers who want to stay in their shells and not put every moment of their lives on social media. Perhaps we should try to make "oysters" happen. It could be 2016's word of the year.
I've always been able to read maps and, as a rule, once I've been someplace once I can find my way there again without problem. This is good because Jackie doesn't drive, can't read maps well, and has a poor sense of direction. I think I inherited the skill from my father. It even works in Europe, including the death-defying drive into Rome when I astounded Jackie and our friend by driving directly to our pensione. Also, Jackie wanted to go to a certain Indian restaurant in York, and I was able to negotiate the walls and come down at the proper staircase close to the restaurant, despite having only been there once before.
I hate to sound sexist, but I really think it's a male-brain thing. My husband visited Boston for the first time when was 16; he didn't go back for almost ten years and, when he did, he knew the place like the back of his hand. His aunt and uncle couldn't believe it and kept asking how many times he'd driven in Boston.
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I do all the things they say are going away or nobody does (send cards, write in cursive, have library skills, read maps, etc). Since I don't use Facebook, Twitter, Instagram etc. I don't have the problems related to their use. So I'm a Boomer, old fashioned and thus, I believe, more sane. Yay for us oysters.
There are fewer of us all the time.
To be fair, even when we had to use maps, I was utterly hopeless at reading them. I'm "directionally-challenged" to say the least.
Deb, I could always read maps, but folding them back up was always, and remains, almost impossible for me.
Oh, and Yay for us OLDsters too.
I kind of liked "oysters."
Actually, I thought "oysters" was a term I'd missed--like tween or Millenials--possibly referring to boomers who want to stay in their shells and not put every moment of their lives on social media. Perhaps we should try to make "oysters" happen. It could be 2016's word of the year.
I wondered at the "oysters" reference.
I've always been able to read maps and, as a rule, once I've been someplace once I can find my way there again without problem. This is good because Jackie doesn't drive, can't read maps well, and has a poor sense of direction. I think I inherited the skill from my father. It even works in Europe, including the death-defying drive into Rome when I astounded Jackie and our friend by driving directly to our pensione. Also, Jackie wanted to go to a certain Indian restaurant in York, and I was able to negotiate the walls and come down at the proper staircase close to the restaurant, despite having only been there once before.
I hate to sound sexist, but I really think it's a male-brain thing. My husband visited Boston for the first time when was 16; he didn't go back for almost ten years and, when he did, he knew the place like the back of his hand. His aunt and uncle couldn't believe it and kept asking how many times he'd driven in Boston.
These skills will not become more obsolete, only rare, and as such, become more valuable.
GPS has never worked well for me and becomes down right psychotic when trying to navigate Baltimore.
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