12.14.2021 I’m 66-years-old and I’m finally understanding why my parents didn’t know how to make me grasp the things that happened when they were young. I listen to my children and grandchildren. When I talk about the sixties or seventies, they don’t relate to the events of those times. They may study things that happened then or things we used then but they think it was something from the covered wagon days or just plain bizarre. Our children remember the old phones that sat on a desk or hung on the kitchen wall with the spiral twisted cords that only stretched a certain distance. They also understand the remote phones with the base unit that had a specific range for the hand unit that didn’t need a cord. My grandchildren only see that in the movies. We do keep a land line that we can plug into the jack for times when satellite towers are out of use and the electricity is out. They’ve never seen that in use. There’s seldom an occasion for both electrical outages and downed satellites to happen at once. It’s hard to get them to understand the importance of keeping track of a checking account. They carry their debit cards and depend on whatever the store or their banking on the internet tells them. We still insist on using a pen and ledger attached to a checkbook. We do use debit cards most of the time, but we always figure it out in the checking ledger. I realize that maybe the millennials don’t understand our technology or the history of our generation. However, I also must admit that we’re behind the times in their eyes because we haven’t learned to trust the new systems of working paperless. It makes a person wonder what it will be like when our grandchildren have children and grandchildren. Will they be as slow to pick up on technology and share relatable history as we are now?