I went to Maine last Thursday and had a lovely time with my parents. My dad and I had a long rambling conversation about different generations and changing the world. It was pretty funny, because he'd never heard of the concept of 'white male privilege' or 'carbon footprint'. He actually went up to the baristas at the cafe and asked the group of young women if they were concerned about their carbon footprint and what they were doing about it. He was fascinated that like I said, yes, they all to some degree felt were and felt guilty about their negative impact on the earth. His generation is the one that set out to change the world. I'm on the bleeding edge of the generation that believes in taking all the small steps that we can to make things better.