Thanks Zan for writing such an interesting article that applies to tens of thousands of us if not more. About 10 years ago I realized how much my daughter didn’t know about me by the time she went to college. While driving across I80 from NYC to my hometown, Des Moines, Iowa, while listening to a great classic Rock radio station I started thinking how I’d lived “10 lives” before I turned 40ish. I defined a life by being in a certain geographical location, having a certain group of friends and how I made a living. That’s when I thought about how limited our only daughter’s knowledge about me was.