For Baby Boomers Only

The discoveries over the span of the last century have been amazing - computers, microwaves, cell phones, television and a host of other medical and scientific breakthroughs. The other day I was thinking about how the human body works or doesn't. As a member of the early baby boomer cohort, I am beginning to recognize that my body's functioning has been taking some dramatic turns lately.

I think that my DNA and the hormones, pheromones and other moans are playing with me and have been for a long time now. I wonder if it is becoming apparent to others of the baby boom generation. Here are a few instances.

As a young man in my very early teens, I couldn't wait for the appearance of some body hair. It conferred a level of maturity that I dearly wanted to attain. What did my DNA do about it? Absolutely nothing. Those little skinny strands of muck conspired against me and must have been laughing as they denied me the presence of even a few hairs to sport around the shower room after football or baseball practice. A few years later they attacked me with a vengeance and in addition to adding some manly hair to my chest they decided to expand the growth to my back which has been a constant source of irritation for years.

I can hear the little hair DNA's talking now. "Hehe - remember when he was young? We really screwed with him didn't we? It was fun, but we haven't done much lately and this is getting boring. Let's move some of that hair from his head. We can make it look like he has a little naked beany there."

"What else can we do?" "Hmm - I know let's move it to his ears." "That will drive him nuts!" Hey and let's turn all of it gray."