Donna Rumbaugh | Managing Editor Well, it happened. The other day my grandson asked me if I was a Boomer. As I gave him the side eye, I asked him “why do you ask”? As he gave me a smirk and a grin, I knew it was time for a little educational moment. He knew,…
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