Memories of my Analog Childhood
Caroline Grace Stefko

Lovely piece. Thank you.

The fun thing is that it resonates with me, a late baby boomer. I spent an inordinate amount of time in trees as a child. Something about being up in the branches made my own thoughts easier to hear, as you put it. And when we wanted someone to play with, we walked to each other’s houses and knocked on the back door. Calmer times indeed.

So yes, all this technology is fabulous. Cell phones, email, internet searches… it’s a cornucopia unlike anything we never imagined, and my life is richer because of it. I feel lucky, though, to have come into consciousness in personally quieter times.

My kudos on an essay that evoked my own childhood 40 years before yours. By today’s standards, that’s serious longevity.