Gen X Turns 60

1965

You are born. Your father is not in the delivery room. Your mother leaves the hospital weighing what she weighed before she became pregnant, partly because she smoked throughout. She feeds you cold milk from the fridge, and, when you unscrew the top of a bottle of Johnson’s Baby Aspirin and eat the whole thing, she consults Dr. Spock’s baby book, the only childcare book in existence.