What we learned.

All the zeitgeist about how hard GenX had it. Here's a take on what everyone misses. We had it so good. So good.

The author, pictured with his youngest brother. Mira Mesa, California, circa 1984.

What we learned.

Backflips on trampolines that led to compound leg fractures taught us compassion as we vied for the opportunity to push our buddy in his wheelchair.

No-pedal bike traces on gravel littered hills taught us physics.

Bottle rocket wars with biker gangs showed us that we should never judge a book by its cover.

The suicide, leukemia and methane gas explosion that stole our parents brought unity through mighty sacrifice.

Copper, gunpowder and dynamite fuse taught us about the legal system.

Stolen wine and roof top hotel hot tub break ins created the awareness of danger.

Six months of baloney sandwiches and watered down Campbell soup taught us about economics, trade, and capitalism.

Shuttle explosions grounded us.

Hunting and dressing the carcass of deer, elk, and cattle taught us to appreciate the cycle of life.

501’s, penny loafers, Ray-ban’s and Lacoste educated us on taste, fashion and class.

Church dances, bonfires and prom helped show us how to treat our women.

Used cars showed us the value of maintenance, how to change a tire, when to change the oil, and the value of the dollar.

91X, Kasey Kasem, mix tapes and boom boxes showed us the way to new music.

Hay-fever, sunburns and skinned knees showed us how to keep having fun.

Fist fights after school taught us diplomacy.

Irrigation ditches, rivers, hot springs, and lakes showed us how to navigate fear.

Polo, Obsession, Old Spice and Brute 44 taught us that less, a lot less, is more.

Jarret Sharp is presented courtesy of Raven Hawk Press. No part of this creation may be reproduced without express permission of the author.