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Celebrating the last generation. Greetings dear reader friends. Today I listened to an audio that a friend of mine sent me, there the speaker was congratulating the 60's generation. He affirmed and I smiled as I listened that we are the last generation of those of us who grew up without technology. There were no cell phones when we were kids, there was no color TV either. I remember watching a show in the afternoons after homework called El Zorro. It was in black and white, and what a great show it was every afternoon. I loved it, that Zorro was not only the hero of Baja California, he was also mine. I loved Diego De la Vega, such a hero, so gentle. But over the years I saw the technology change from black and white to color, I couldn't believe it. We were the generation of respect for our elders. We respected our teachers, what they told us was all true. Compliments, congratulations, punishments. The notes to the representatives to warn us about our behavior was a psychological terror for me, that meant a huge upset for my father and a beating for me. We didn't respond to our elders in the street, when they asked us for a favor, we were happy to do it. Picking something up off the floor, helping with a heavy bag, taking something by the arm to go down a step. We did it with affection. He also added that we were the generation of values. Good morning, good afternoon, good evening, good night, thank you and how are you? They were obligatory greetings in every arrival to a place, stay or farewell to a place. It didn’t matter how many people were in the place or if they answered or not, it was the obligation of the one who arrived to repeat those words.

We are the generation that participated in family games because there were no tablest, cell phones, or online games. So we had board games and we had a lot of fun with a game of Chinese checkers, with some Spanish cards, with some ping pong, with some marbles and kites. We were the ones who played in the street with our friends the neighbors and when we got thirsty we asked for water to the one who watered the plants with his hose. There one by one we would hit the spout of the hose and there was no need to worry because nobody got sick for doing that, neither for sticking their mouth to the hose nozzle nor for drinking the water directly from it. Nor did we dress in ripped pants because that meant we were among the poorest and who would have thought that today ripped pants are the most expensive brand. We were of the generation that, although many of us didn’t go to school or university, we were taught with the honesty of the elders, of the ability to work in the trades of the elders. That when we were on a bus and saw an elderly person arrive we immediately give them our seat with a smile and the corresponding of the elderly person along with their "God bless you." In those days the boys would throw the compliments and knew how to romance. It didn't matter that they didn't have money but just having a lot of the right words to reach a girl's heart was enough. It was not essential to have the latest car of the season to seduce.  So the speaker made a toast to us, the last generation that came late to the internet applications, that learned late the advanced technology, that the computer buttons became so heavy, but that we learned. We are moving forward but we are already coming to our end. I salute and toast to all the readers of this platform that technology came to us late but we are at a certain level, not as advanced as the younger ones but we did the corresponding follow-up. I salute all those who, like me, are over 50 years old, who are over 55 years old and who thank God because we are about to be over 60 years old. A hug to all my friends, readers and sponsors of my posts as well as to my new sponsor @Peter-Molnar

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