Between my sophomore and junior year in high school I worked for the Ontario Flight Service loading agricultural spray planes and flagging fields for the pilots. It was that summer that I applied for an after-school job at the Argus-Observer. This bit of “when I was your age” is irrelevant to my 16-year-old. (1) We are two different people. (2) There is a 45 year gap between then and now. (3) Social/cultural changes mean he lives in a different world than I did back then. “When I was your age” provides no help for me or for him.
Friday, July 13, 2007
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