This really resonates with me, born in 1962. I grew up in '70s counterculture and have a hard time identifying with older boomers. I feel like my mom and dad are quintessential baby boomers, the beneficiaries not just of a booming birth rate but of an economic boom post World War II.

My dad bought his first house after saving up a little bit of the excellent salary he made as a blue-color worker starting right after high school.

By the time I graduated high school, pretty much nobody could do that anymore. The economy had tanked, and young workers were struggling. It wouldn’t be long before Reagan started destroying the labor union movement.

I grew up with gas lines, surging inflation, Nixonian corruption, Vietnam War protest, and then AIDS.

My formative experiences were so different from my parents' that it seems more than difficult to lump us into the same named generation.