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Gen-X in a Millennial World

Shopping mall rat in an Amazon world

Posted: November 24th, 2017 | Columns, Featured, Gen-X in a Millennial World | No Comments

By Genevieve Suzuki

Growing up in the ‘80s and ‘90s, there was one thing I could always count on: the mall.

When I was bored, I’d go to the mall and peruse shelves of music, books and gadgets. I could window shop and dream about becoming an attorney dressed in Escada. (At least half of that is correct; I’m an attorney in whatever was on sale at Macy’s.)

For the love of parks

Posted: October 27th, 2017 | Columns, Featured, Gen-X in a Millennial World | No Comments

By Genevieve Suzuki

Our parks are a gift, La Mesa, and the sooner you realize it, the better it will be for your families and pocketbooks.

As a parent who lives in this fine city, I can’t get enough of our free spaces. My son, a 2 year old who sometimes seems as though he could have inspired the character of Damian from “The Omen,” loves to run around the grassy areas and watch his big sister happily climb the jungle gyms and swing from the bars.

An unexpected lesson

Posted: September 22nd, 2017 | Columns, Featured, Gen-X in a Millennial World | No Comments

By Genevieve A. Suzuki | Gen-X in a Millennial World

As citizens of the World Wide Web, we’ve never been so vulnerable to depression than we are today.

We are all privy to the latest news, thanks to our smartphones and social media accounts. We know about acid attacks in Paris almost immediately after they occur and about North Korea’s latest missile launch over Hokkaido, Japan.

Getting more out of summer activity options

Posted: August 25th, 2017 | Columns, Featured, Gen-X in a Millennial World | No Comments

By Genevieve A. Suzuki | Gen-X in a Millennial World

Sorry to sound like Archie Bunker, but kids these days have no idea how lucky they are.

When I was in grade school, I had two choices: attend “summer fun” — a glorified day care across the street that boasted teenage junior leaders flirting with each other while we wildly ran around the playground — or stay home and watch one of four or five channels on television as we didn’t have the thousand-channel service that confounds us today.