Yesterday I had that moment, the one where we realize that we are old and can relay first-hand information of how life was in the past. This realization occurred to me while I was discussing what dial-up modems were to my 11 year old niece. As I imitated the sounds of the dial tone she began to giggle in complete mockery of me — I resorted to describing it as a donkey arguing with a car alarm. My story didn’t matter to her; in fact, it probably wouldn’t even help her in the future either.
“How we got here?” is an important question, but it will never be more important than, “What’s next?”. Next time I see her, I’m going to ask how her and her friends interact online to find out what is important to them – that is a more valuable conversation.







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