Why Boomers Should Write the Best books

imgresI’m a boomer.

I make no apologies. I’m kind of proud of the fact. It’s good to know that I am a child of the Greatest Generation.

Being a boomer does have its drawbacks, however, but those mostly have to do with age. I have already seen a great deal of my life pass me by. I can’t go back. We boomers don’t have any do-overs. This hasn’t been a dress rehearsal.

It’s go for broke.

Meet life on a dead run.

And if life doesn’t kill us, it leaves us stronger and with a lot more to write about.

That’s why I believe boomers should be the best writers in the marketplace. We’ve had practice. We’ve already written more words than most people will ever read.

And we have a wealth of experiences to steal from.

There are no characters, no plots, no storylines that we haven’t already lived through. We don’t have to research the past forty years in an encyclopedia, if anyone happens to remember what one is, or Google it on Google.

We were there when it happened: Or our parents told us first hand about what happened, how it happened, why it happened, and whose fault it was.

The greatest stories of all were new and fresh. And we soaked them up and tucked them away in our subconscious. We can pull those stories out anytime we want them or need them.

Pearl Harbor in flames.

World War II.

A flag over Iowa Jima.

An atom bomb over Hiroshima.

And Nagasaki.

Terror from the skies.

The Korean War.

The Cold War.

We feared missiles from Russia.

The Missile Crisis was closer in Cuba.

We were minutes to doomsday.

President-KennedyThe clock stopped.

And eventually the Berlin Wall came down.

Men walked on the moon.


We held our breath and prayed when Apollo 13 was stranded.

We cried when The Challenger exploded.

But space was our frontier.

Science fiction had moved from the comic pages to the front pages.

A President was assassinated

So was his brother while trying to become President.

The world’s greatest Civil Rights Leader was gunned down.

The suspicions began.

The conspiracy theories ran rampant and still do.

Color lines were crossed.

Color barriers were broken.

Segregation became a thing of the past.

Prejudices died hard and some never died at all.

A War in Vietnam drove us apart.

Beatniks, hippies, and flower children.

Time and attitudes changed us and changed us forever.

Solders celebrated.

Soldiers honored.

Soldiers ridiculed and cursed.

And all were fighting for us and our country. Sometimes we just didn’t know why.

A President resigned in disgrace.

A Vice President was indicted.

A President disgraced the Oval Office with an intern.

An African American was elected President, and the world cheered.

We were attacked.

The World Trade Center Towers came down.

Terror from the skies again.

The numbers 9/11 were branded in our psyche.

We went to war again.

As long as I can remember, we have always been going to war.

When the soldiers fought it, we won.

When the politicians fought it, we lost.

The politicians have been doing far too much fighting. I can remember when they got along and got things done.

We each have our own memories. We each have our own stories.

Boomers just have more of them.

Boomers lived them.

Boomer can write the stories of their lives.

And if boomers don’t write the novels, so many of life’s important stories will never be told, stories that should never be lost, thrown aside, or blown away by the winds of time.


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