A couple of years ago I asked my 32-year-old son if he would help me burn a music playlist onto a CD. He replied, “Sure, Dad. And right after that we can powder our wigs.”
One of my all-time favorite commercials (I can’t even remember what they were advertising) showed an older couple warmly welcoming two grandkids to their home (“How lovely to see you!”), and then immediately handing them armloads of electronics. Grandma said, “None of this works.”
So, why do some older folks think of technology as being for the young? Or assume that we can’t understand it, and so avoid it and
