“Baby boomers,” old man Barker said at the weekly canasta game. “Me, me, me. My, my, my. They all act like they’ll never get old. They think 60 is the new 16. Always running, always out power walking. Eating salads for brunch. They think they’re going to live forever. They won’t live forever, but with all that exercise and rabbit food, it will just seem like forever.”

“I don’t know what they’re thinking about half the time,” chimed in Woodrow. “They think being married is like test- driving a car. Don’t like it, turn it in and buy a new one. Feeling old, take Viagra. It wasn’t that way when I was a kid, I’ll tell you that. When you got married, you stayed married, no matter how much you hated each other. You did it for the kids.”

“That’s right,” Barker said. “But these boomers, they expect everything to be handed to them on a silver platter. They get upset if everything doesn’t go exactly their way. I’m not saying we were the greatest generation, but we stood up when we were called, we didn’t move to Canada. We didn’t dodge our responsibilities. You did your job, and you kept your mouth shut. We didn’t talk about it.

“Now everyone wants to ‘share’ feelings, everyone wants to ‘reach out.’ Has that made the world a better place? Has it. Talk shows? People sitting around talking. That’s entertainment? Please. Shut. Up.”