Janus Manhattan's Children : writin' 'bout my generation baby !
Truth be told, I don't actually know when my generation , the postwar's first (transitional) generation of children, really ended.
But I am certain it all began in 1941.
Dear old janus-headed Manhattan : giving us both lifesaving 'primitive' fungal slimes AND deadly 'advanced' atomic bombs. No wonder confused boomers were the most healthy and frightened kids ever.