Yeah, it's very sad; I grew up worshipping the guys who fought in WWII & Korea, our Greatest Generation. They were still young and in their prime, the dads and friend's dads, uncles, the guy who owned the local bowling alley, or the Micky-D's, or even Big Joe's Pizza. On and on, countless stories told by and about a generation of heroes who survived the Great Depression, kicked the shit out of fascism and returned home to manage the industrial & technological boom that followed the war. The only mistake they made was bringing The Worst Generation (AKA "Baby-Boomers," my
unfortunate group of idiots
) into being. And now the greatest generation are all frail, their shitty kids are going grey (and wearing their hair in pony-tails) and, like the gent you're caring for, they are largely prepared to move on. It breaks my heart, but this new crop 'o kids out there today really impresses me, like my nephew-the-math-whiz is headed off to the Air Farce Academy this fall. Perhaps they're our new
Anyhow, if you could, please shake the gentleman's hand and tell him a semi-old (
), retired nasal radiator friend of yours just wanted to say 'thank you for your service."