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Gotta Go

January 17, 2026 By admin

old man running marathonIt’s true. Baby boomers are hanging around longer than anyone expected. It’s not our fault. US life expectancy in 1950 was 68. You read that right. Now it’s 79 and even that sounds low when you stop and think about how many people you know who are over 80. As a result, we’re staying in our homes longer – where else would we go? It’s too soon for the assisted living complex and anyway we would go nuts with someone else in charge.

When was the last time you heard that an acquaintance was retiring at age 65? Boomers were always heavily invested in their jobs and careers. It was, and in many cases, still is tied to their whole identity. So it may look like boomers in the workforce are just hanging on too long when it’s really more a case of being unable to let go.

But we are moving. Unfortunately for younger generations, we’re not so much downsizing as we are making lateral moves. We’re getting closer to children/grandkids, or just moving to attractive destinations where we’ve always wanted to live. We appear to be confident that our health and mental acuity can sustain us as well as our quality of life. My mother lived independently until age 99 – in the family home she and my father built just after I was born. That was exceptional in her day but it could be the norm now for boomers.

Generational conflict is nothing new and is just a fact of life. Older people think the young are foolish and young people thing older people are out of touch. Bottomline: we want their energy; they want our money. The fact is that the young will win this battle because we will never have that vitality again but they will surely get our money in the end.

Gen Xers and Millennials will find out soon enough that leading the pack isn’t easy and there will be successive generations nipping at their heels one day. The more some things change, the more other things stay the same.

Jay Harrison is a writer and creative consultant for DesignConcept. His newest mystery novel, Rio Puerco Demise is available on Amazon. His first mystery novel, Head Above Water, is also available on Amazon. But that’s not all. You can also purchase the Best of BoomSpeak on Amazon.

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Pillage

January 17, 2026 By admin

pile of colorful pills and medications“All the world’s a stage,” Shakespeare’s Jaques proclaims in As You Like It, each of us playing a series of roles, our “acts being seven ages.” It was a synopsis of life that seemed comprehensive to me until recently, when I found myself again apportioning my pills for the coming week. Surely the Bard would have acknowledged this phase of life. Surely the Age of Prescriptions deserves an act of its own in the “strange eventful history” of our lives.

Though the costuming for this role may vary, we all probably rely on the crucial prop of a weekly pill organizer. And most of us likely make do with the cheap plastic kind, each lid marked with a capital letter to denote each weekday, lids whose (again, cheap and plastic) hinges crack off all too soon, albeit at different rates. Thus Tuesday’s lid has been repeatedly Scotch-taped by the time Saturday’s gives out. When Thursday’s goes, I think about springing for a new pill organizer, one fancier, made of sterner stuff. But I wind up getting the same sort as before, whose lids will wear out according to a wholly different yet equally inexplicable pattern.

Like an actor’s cues, the medications themselves require delicate timing. Which ones to take on an empty stomach and which with a meal? Which may cause drowsiness or indigestion? We memorize their brand and generic names, their dosages and refill dates like lines of dialogue, rehearsed again before each doctor’s appointment. Even a trip to the pharmacy can feel like an audition, as if proving ourselves worthy of Something-itol and Whatever-amine, crossing our fingers against any insurance mix-up this time. No wonder we feel such relief afterwards, fairly dancing as we shake our 90-day supplies like pharmaceutical maracas, coming home to dole out those pills into their respective daily compartments before snapping closed those plastic lids—regardless of their condition—our medicinal future sealed, we hope, for another week.

How many times playing out this ritual, this little drama before it earns a place among those ages Shakespeare described, added to that famous speech? It belongs as much as the wise judge full of adages or the “lean and slippered pantaloon.” Call it the Age of Pills, softly rattling until, as Jaques himself might say, we’re past needing them altogether, sans side-effects, sans co-payments, sans everything.

James Scruton reads and writes between trips to the pharmacy. He still believes laughter may be the best medicine.

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Digital Bigtop

January 17, 2026 By admin

inside of circus tentThe traveling circus was before my time. I only knew State Fair midways and carnivals, like weeds, popping up once a year in shopping center parking lots. Wasn’t nearly the same, I imagine, as when the whole community heard the circus was coming to town¬—the opening parade of wild animals, stunning high wire performers, elephants, clowns and human cannon balls, not to mention trained seals and women riding bare-back ponies plus the excitement of tent raising fringed by sideshows of Siamese twins and conjoined siblings along the midway mingled with cotton candy, bell-ringing power challenges, games of accuracy and chance with rifles and balls. In otherwise boring and predictable rural America lives, the circus coming to town must have provided a blast of color, variety and stimulation. A real focus, upon occasion.

It may be a bit forced, but there is a modern parallel in play that’s less dramatic, more personal and self-absorbing…Facebook. We don’t have the smell of the midway, brass bands and caged animals of earlier times, but there is still the simple appeal to our curiosity for the exotic and unknown. Of course, the context is defined and shaped by the producers of the cellular world floating in cyber space. Still, there’s the midway’s insatiable appeal for exotic information like: how do lions and alligators pounce on their prey (with sub-titles written in foreign languages)? To satisfy our urge for international exploration, some of the scenes are set in exotic lands as natives fish and carve and cook. There are sporting scenes like surfers dropping down life-threatening mountains of roaring water and boats crashing into, through (and sometimes not) walls of water. And just in case the daring events get too intense, the pacing is moderated by placid, hands-on crafts like farriers shaving and fitting horseshoes on ill-shaped hooves. Not to mention artisans doing wood carving and metal sculpting and folks trying out acrobatic stunts off cliff tops and eagles snatching fish out of streams…and…and…and.

Admittedly, there is no longer a comparison to the once-a-year communal excitement of the circus coming to town (along with the bearded lady). However, there is the same basic hunger for exciting and exotic facts and information. Albeit, we are more sedate, stationed at our desktops, controlling remotes at the ready.

Maybe the circus was a more social and vivid event. What have we lost?

Retired trainer, and writing instructor, Joe Novara lives in Kalamazoo, Michigan. Writings include novels, short stories, a memoir and various poems, plays, anthologies and articles. Read more at https://freefloatingstories.wordpress.com/

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Lost Reservation

January 3, 2026 By admin

Tony Bourdain at the wheel of a carIt’s been quite a while since I have done a celebrity interview. I think it was Leo Davinci. Sometimes you can’t ignore a coincidence. Case in point, I ran into Tony Bourdain as I was leaving my local dumpling carry-out place. Coincidence or karma? Who knows? Or doesn’t know?

Tony? Is that you? I bet you miss the biz.

Regret is something you’ve got to just live with, you can’t drink it away. You can’t run away from it. You can’t trick yourself out of it. You’ve just got to own it.

That sounds like classic Tony Bourdain. Everyone misses your take on travel.

As you move through this life…you leave marks behind, however small. And in return, life – and travel – leaves marks on you.

Well, you covered a lot of ground with the Parts Unknown show.

If I’m an advocate for anything, it’s to move. As far as you can, as much as you can. Across the ocean, or simply across the river. The extent to which you can walk in someone else’s shoes or at least eat their food, it’s a plus for everybody. Open your mind, get up off the couch, move.

You wouldn’t believe how many imitators are out there trying to do what you did.

Skills can be taught. Character you either have or you don’t have.

There are so many cooking shows on TV now.

Food is everything we are. It’s an extension of nationalist feeling, ethnic feeling, your personal history, your province, your region, your tribe, your grandma. It’s inseparable from those from the get-go.

What do you look for when choosing where to eat?

I’m excited by any food that’s prepared by someone who’s proud of what they’re doing, who puts a personal imprint on food.

Where you off to next?

It seems that the more places I see and experience, the bigger I realize the world to be. The more I become aware of, the more I realize how relatively little I know of it, how many places I have still to go, how much more there is to learn. Perhaps wisdom, at least for me, means realizing how small I am, and unwise, and how far I have yet to go.

Very cool. Any parting advice for us foodies?

Drink heavily with locals whenever possible. 

Jay Harrison is a writer and creative consultant for DesignConcept. His latest mystery novel, Rio Puerco Demise is available on Amazon. His first mystery novel, Head Above Water, is also available on Amazon. But that’s not all. You can also purchase the Best of BoomSpeak on Amazon.

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What Time Do You Call This?

January 3, 2026 By admin

Coronation Street cast photoNow I’m a “senior”, my local council emails me about various classes and activities – Keep Fit, Zumba, Gardening, etc. All to be commended, of course; and as someone who runs a local creative writing group, it’s reassuring to know that so much is available to we older citizens.

But here’s the issue: They are all run at stupid o’clock in the morning. Seriously, I’m talking 8am or 9am kick-off. Why on earth is that the case and what does it tell us about prevailing ageist attitudes?

Maybe I’m out of step here. My brother-in-law happily rises at six and heads off for a game of golf. But as an ex-supply teacher, if you want me to turn up that early in the morning you’re going to pay me, not charge a £5-£10 subscription. Then there’s all the extra time necessary to get up, dress, eat, catch the bus or train to the blooming venue… probably an extra 60-90 minutes torn away from lovely slumber.

This is where the problem stems from: Back when I was a kid, men retired at 65 and women at 60. The expectation was that you would spend five years pottering in your allotment, body clock still stuck in the Monday to Friday rise and shine routine you’d known for 45-50 years. Then you’d pop your clogs. There was no University of the Third Age or Saga Holidays back in those far-off times.

The landscape is different now. Even Glastonbury is full of grandparents. Just because someone is in their sixties we shouldn’t assume they get up with the lark, have a snooze after “Countdown” and settle down to bed straight after “Coronation Street”. Many of us are awake well beyond midnight, I’ll have you know… with a corresponding later start to the following morning.

Ultimately, it’s about finances. The tutors, the venues, the facilities are likely all booked up during the regular daylight and early evening hours. Some bright spark in “Innovations” has suggested: “Let’s make some more money. We should offer things for our older residents to get involved in.” Some even brighter spark has decided: “Sure, let’s squeeze the silver wrinklies in early in the morning before anybody else is ever up and about. And tell them to be grateful.”

Cynical? Moi? I’m running my writing group at the civilised hour of 2pm. After lunch. Or after breakfast in my case.

Allen Ashley lives in England if you didn’t notice he gives prices in pounds.

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Personal Upgrade

January 3, 2026 By admin

1984 MacintoshI used to really love new technology and what it could do to make my life easier. We had the fun electronic toys from Atari. Spent many hours bouncing a square of a rectangle to break other rectangles. (Breakout)

We moved up to a small “personal computer” that could access the internet via a modem. It had an “i” in the name but I forgot what it was called, (not IBM, not iMac) and it was small and cheap. Visited a lot of bulletin boards in those days.

I advanced our family to a Commodore and then progressed through the Apple Macintosh lines to the iMac.

At work, there was a Radio Shack TRS 80 that the guy I replaced bought and let sit in the corner. I taught myself VisiCalc and wrote a spreadsheet to figure out commercial printing quotes and handle billing to put the computer to work.

Soon after personal computers were SOP in business and I marched through the Macintosh line because the owner of the newspaper LOVED Macs. Then Windows personal computers took over the business office. I loved it. I tried to learn as much as I could – or had time for- there was always somebody else that knew more than me, so I didn’t feel the pressure. As soon as it became a “chore” I just handed my problem off…

I learned HTML so I could “build” websites… I started this blog and changed the code in plugins and themes just for kicks.  I eventually screwed that up so bad, I got a guy in Ireland to hand off too.

I enjoyed new technology.

Until recently.

Now I don’t like technology – it’s too hard. I just want simple these days.

I’m using an old Dell desktop running Vista, a HP lap top running Windows 7 powers our tv and I have an Android phone. Nancy has a Apple iPad mini, Apple iPad, and Apple iPhone. I have two netbooks – one with Windows 10 installed that are just gathering dust.

I spend too much of my time updating operating systems and apps. Much of my frustration can be related to the sometimes painfully slow internet in Costa Rica – about 4 megs down, 1 meg up. And the age of the computers I’m on.

Yeah, it’s all related to age.

I’m ready for a personal upgrade.

(Best of BoomSpeak, 2016)

Mark Van Patten wrote a blog called Going Like Sixty and has been married to the same woman since 1968.

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