Today, I pulled a newsletter from my college alma mater out of the mailbox and dropped it onto my son’s lap as he sat in the passenger’s seat of the car.
“That’s the school I went to,” I said. “For college.”
He picked up the glossy magazine and said, “Wow.” Then a moment later, he said, ‘It must be an old school.”
Since I hadn’t even glanced at the pictures on the cover, I wondered what he’d seen. “Why did you say that?”
“Well, you went there in what – the 70s? the 80s?”