As I celebrated another birthday on Wednesday, it was a time for reflection about the people of my generation.
To give a ballpark figure for my age, I’ll just say it was 1998 when I graduated from college.
During my grade-school years, our whole school joined hands and sang “We are the World,” and certain forms of discipline must still have been acceptable in the classroom. Each time a kid got called to the principal’s office, we assumed they were getting paddled. I recall my third-grade teacher punishing students by making them sit up on their knees in front of their desks or standing with their nose against their locker.
OK, we decided he would grill, and I would stand there and watch. We went to the grocery store to pick up the drinks, veggies and meats, along with other needed household items. However, after the cashier scanned the meat, she placed it in a bag with other food. My husband politely asked her to put the meat in a separate bag, and she reluctantly did so.
Each year Americans spend $646 billion on outdoor recreation. That sounds like a lot of money, but when you think of all the people you know who engage in hunting, fishing, birding, wildlife viewing, camping, hiking and canoeing, the numbers become more believable. According to the Outdoor Industry Association, more than 6 million American’s have jobs related to outdoor recreation.