Boomers as parents and grandparents

Most of my website consists of events in my own personal live. Boomers and grand parenting is also. My hope is that it will allow each of you to reflect on your own personal life, from your first memory, to the present time. There is not a boomer out there that couldn't develop a website or write a book on their life experiences. Everyone has a story to tell regardless of whether you are Canadian, British, Australian, American and all the rest of the countries that were allies during World War II. I preferred doing it this way Instead of writing about boring statistics, besides I hope that it will encourage some of you to send me a story of something in your life that you would like to share. Here is some interesting information about our Grandparents

A sunday at grandma's house and in the beginning we drove one of these cars.

I have to smile when I contrast my grandparents then to boomer grandparents of today especially myself. I never knew my fathers parents, because his mother died when he was 4 years old of tuberculosis. She was only 24 years old. His father just deserted my father and his brother when they were young boys. However I have many memories of my mother's parents, my grandparents. It seemed like every Sunday we would load up in our old 1951 Chevy and go to my grandparent's house to eat. My mother had 8 brothers and sisters and they would all be there to, with all of their kids. As if on queue my grandmother would head to the kitchen and start cooking.

I always wandered how in the "heck" she could cook for so many people and also how they could afford it. My grandmother was so tiny and a very sweet lady, but my grandfather was different. You would always see him sitting on the front porch in his favorite rocking chair, rocking back and forth, and spitting tobacco. If you spoke to him you were lucky to get a grunt. I don't ever remember him helping my grandmother do anything and he would only move when she called him to come to the table. But, that was just the way women were treated back then.

I came from a large family, ten sisters and one brother. Looking back I understand much more now than I did then. My father worked from daylight until past dark, just to feed and cloth us and after raising two sons I wander how in the hell they kept their sanity to raise eleven children. I don't remember my father ever telling me that he loved me even though I know he did. I guess there just wasn't time to spend one on one with children like baby boomer parents and grandparents today.

Now contrast that with the way baby boomer parents and grandparents treat their children and grandchildren. Yes some of us older boomers have grandchildren. I love my two sons very much I taught them to respect women and not to be afraid to show their feelings. I guess I spoiled them also, because they still call Dad when they want something.

Today the Moms and Dads play a much more active role in their childrens life than they did when I was growing up. I am not saying all baby boomers had the kind of life that I did growing up. Most probably had it better while some may have had it worse. To me it is a part of the person that I am today. I gave my children to much actually and as a result they don't appreciate life, or things as much as I do. Its almost as if they have a sense of entitlement of it.

The greatest gift God ever gave me for the last 13 years was my grandaughters. I was able to give them something I never had. A good and loving grandfather that has always been there.