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Which generation do you belong to?

To which generation do you belong (i.e. when were you born)?

  • Greatest Generation (1900-1928)

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • Silent Generation (1929-1945)

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • Baby Boom Generation (1946-1964)

    Votes: 12 14.6%
  • Generation X (1965-1980)

    Votes: 47 57.3%
  • Millenial Generation (1981-2001)

    Votes: 23 28.0%

  • Total voters
    82
I'm on the cusp of silent and boomer generations... 1943... In a very real sense I'm a part of the boomers. My parents raced with the draft board deferrments... my sister was 8 years older than me and Dad needed two kids to stay out of the war. It didn't work. He left in mid 43 and came home in late 46.

What seems to me to separate the generations is the amount of discretionary income... for the first ten years of their married life Mom and Dad were lucky to have money to pitch in and help buy a jug of beer for the family on a Friday night. The depression no more than ended than the war came along. As a result my parents didn't own a home and two cars until they were well into their 50s. My dad dropped out of high school in 1930 to "go to work." What a joke, washing walls for 25 cents a day, 1/4th of an assembly line job at Delco Products and any other "work" he could find. In 1947 he returned to high school at nights and then went to college, all thanks to GI bill. My mom went to work in a defense plant in 44. She left work when Dad came home and then returned to it when I reached third grade. Her income formed the basis for family vacations and a college fund for my sister and me. My parents never went into debt for anything other than the house. In their 60s my parents retired on Dad's GM pension and both of their social security accounts. (and deserved it after surviving the Depression and WWII)

I grew up EXPECTING to go to college. I went thanks to my dad's increased affluence (Bless you, GI Bill) and that of his peers. I could make enough money working in a GM factory in the summer to cover books, tuition, clothes and social life. My parents gladly picked up the car expenses. By my late 20s I was living in a home I was buying and paying for two cars. I never went into debt for anything other than a house and cars. I picked up my Masters degree and an ABD education level (bless you again, GI bill). I'm retired now from the "have to work" situation and am now having fun teaching two English courses at Norther Kentucky Univ and playing a lot of golf.

Then comes my daughter's generation. Despite our help she graduated with a bit of debt. She worked every summer, but there was no way she could make enough to cover her tuition, room and board. Today, as I listen to other parents and my daughter's friends, I hear more and more of kids graduating with huge debts and going into more debt to get a car. I hear more and more of kids still living at home through school and through the early career years. (I'd have died first). The money for beer and fun and games seems to be there in greater amounts than I think I enjoyed, but the serious, pay-for-college, get-a-jump-on-life money seems to have disappeared.

I know I see the world from a very limited vantage, but I suspect that discretionary income for the average American is beginning to decline... either that or they're postponing home ownership, kids, retirement savings, in order to pay off college debt and cars.

I don't envy the generations behind me. It looks to me like they will have to run enormous debt levels to maintain the livestyle my generation had handed to them. We're leaving you to solve the transition from an industrial based economy to a service based one, from a national economy to a global economy, from a nation that leant money to one that borrows. We leave you with unresolved racial issues, inner city schools, medical costs soaring through the roof and two political parties that seem determined to pull us apart even further than Vietnam.

Good luck and God bless you. I hope you do a better job than we did.
 
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My wife does a good job of showing my kids that many others do not enjoy the same things as we do.

We used to take a shortcut to our soccer games and drive by a very poor neighborhood. My kids saw what is was like to have nothing. Maybe we need to drive by there again.

My daughter's girl scout cookie profits are going to buy a girl a goat, no tibs jokes please, in some far off country so she can have milk. The church is always doing things to help the poor. I just think the kids need to invest a little more sweat equity from time to time.
 
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My brother doesn't seem to care about anything including his own future. I basically went through my younger years knowing that I was going to go to college. He on the other hand, is probably going to be lucky to make it through HS. My parents always regretted that they put me in school when I was 5 since athletically I was a year younger than most of my classmates. They held my brother out until he was 6 and now are worried what he will do when he turns 18 this spring and still has another year of school. They pretty much lose any control they do have over him when he turns 18. We think that he was so worried that he wouldn't live up to the family standards that he didn't even try. I guess he thinks you can't fail at something if you don't even try. I don't know if he is indicative of his generation at all, but to me it just seem like kids these days expect everything to be handed to them while they sit on their ass and play video games.
 
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My older son and I did a bunch of stuff this past Saturday. The final trip was to a toy store to get him something for preschool. I realized the next day they did not charge us for one of the items. We went back to the store a couple of days ago to pay for that item.

He went along with me and we talked about how it was important to do the right thing. The manager was amazed that we did such a thing. She thanked us multiple times. I thought it was a perfect life lesson and will help him later on.

Also, I wore an OSU hat so the store knew what honest people Buckeyes are. :wink2:
 
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hawg

The family standards reminded me of my brother. He did not particpate in sports and coasted through school because he did not want to be compared to me. He had one year after high school of working at low paying jobs for dumbass bosses and he got his act together. He graduated as an EE and he can work anywhere now. Sometimes it takes a little taste of the real world to get them motivated.
 
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hawg

The family standards reminded me of my brother. He did not particpate in sports and coasted through school because he did not want to be compared to me. He had one year after high school of working at low paying jobs for dumbass bosses and he got his act together. He graduated as an EE and he can work anywhere now. Sometimes it takes a little taste of the real world to get them motivated.

We can only hope my brother sees it that way. Once he has to move out on his own and can't rely on my parents to take care of everything for him he'll realize why he needs a good job.
 
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I can't really identify to strongly with any of the general descriptions, but if I had to pick one with which I relate the most, it would probably be Gen X.

My wife's grandfather has given me significant insight into just how lucky I am to live the life I live and be able to do work that poses no risk of serious injury or even death.

Walter, now 95, dropped out of school in 8th grade to take a job paving roads so that he could take care of his mother. As a thirteen year old boy, he was doing back-breaking work for 12-14 hours a day and still could barely make ends meet for his family. By the time he was twenty, he was working in the coal mines, still barely making enough to get by. He spent the next 51 years working in the coal mines, before retiring at 71. He did more manual labor before he was twenty than I will do in my entire life.

Anytime I think I have it tough, I only need to think of what he went through over the course of his life, and I realize I don't have it so bad. I wish everyone would realize how lucky they are.
 
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