The moniker “Generation X” can carry some weighty expectations. Latchkey kids, fighting between generations, the ability to program both a VCR and a cell phone. Those things all define my generation. But at one point, Generation X only referred to…
As I hobbled around last week because of a sore knee, I realized that this summer marked a pretty important anniversary. I thought about this because I tried to trace the root cause of my pain. I hadn’t taken a…