Turning into an Old Man

I find myself turning into an old man--make that a crotchety old man. I remember being in college and looking forward to checking my mailbox every day. Perhaps there would be a letter from an old friend, or maybe a favorite magazine.

Now my son is in college and he hardly ever checks his mailbox. He tells me that his friends rarely check theirs.

They are so accustomed to Twitter, Facebook, instant messaging, texting--the idea of sending a card or letter must seem rather quaint. They must wonder why anyone would send a card when you can just say "happy birthday" on Facebook (after Facebook notifies them of the friend's birthday).

I remember the first time I began feeling old. Windows 95 had just come out and totally changed how my computer worked. Windows 3.1 had worked just fine for me, but nooooooo, they had to update it.

Now that I have turned into that old guy, what can I do? Well, just like all the other crusty old guys, I can post on Facebook and Twitter, and pretend that someone is listening...