I am a late Boomer/early Jones gen kid, wanted adventure from an early age, and got it in spades. I was 14 when I went on my first real-life GSAR mission with my CAP squadron, where we found the crashed aircraft and helped extract the two deceased inside, hauling them out of the woods to the nearest roadside. That was sketchy even back then, I can only imagine the mass freakout if that sort of thing still went on today.
Dear younger generations,
You have to understand that late Generation Jones and early Gen X were basically raised in the great transitional period between “traditional America” and the modern hyperconnected world.
Our parents often both worked. Many of us were latchkey kids before that even had a name. We came home to empty houses, made our own snacks, rode our bikes until the streetlights came on, and learned independence very early because there often wasn’t another option.
And honestly? We loved a lot of it.
We learned risk assessment by doing stupid things and surviving them. We learned conflict resolution without an HR department. We learned mechanical skills because things actually broke and had to be fixed. We learned how to navigate the world without GPS, how to socialize without screens, and how to entertain ourselves without algorithms feeding us dopamine every 14 seconds.
Were there downsides? Absolutely. Some kids were neglected. Some carried trauma quietly. Some had far too much responsibility far too young.
But there is also a reason many of us became fiercely independent, adaptable adults who can function under pressure without melting down because nobody was hovering over us every second of the day.
And yes, the movies exaggerated it for entertainment. We were not all out fighting ghosts and hacking NORAD from our bedrooms. Most of us were just trying not to get caught jumping ramps on BMX bikes while somebody’s mom yelled from a porch three streets away.
It was chaos.
But it was our chaos.
Life was better before helicopter moms and cell phones. Trust me.