I was at the grocery store checking out when I looked down at a sign that totally brought me up short. It was the carding sign--you know...if you were born in this year you can buy tobacco or alcohol?
Well, the year in which someone must be born to legally buy tobacco in CA is 1992....the year of my high school graduation. Woah! Has it really been 18 years since I graduated?? How on earth did that happen? And how did it happen that 18 years became so short? The first 18 didn't feel short at all! The second 18...well...obviously I hadn't even realized it had passed!
And now, someone 18 years younger than I am is considered, in many ways, my peer! I can buy a cigarette. So can my eighteen year old friend. I can get married and sign other contracts; so can my friend. My young friend can even go to war to defend my rights! Better than I can, I am sure! So is this the beginning? Young upstarts having to care for me?
And if that wasn't bad enough, wanna know who bagged my groceries? One of my old Sunday School students. Oh my goodness!
The obvious cherry on this is that it is December. This has been going on a whole year and I only just noticed. Another beginning of another end??
I wanted to include a cartoon about carding miners, but didn’t want to pay the money to post them on the site, so here is a link with several cartoons. http://www.cartoonstock.com/directory/u/under_age.asp