One of the first things I do when I wake in the morning is to glance through the obituaries to see if I've lost another acquaintance,former coworker, or friend. It's funny how much you don't know about people you have met , worked with, or befriended throughout the years. About a couple years ago I was reading through a former co-workers obituary and had to stop and re-read the article. I was totally surprised he had once worked for the CIA. He used to tell us about his military activities but he left out that important detail. I'm sure he had his reasons but it shocked me and several others that attended his funeral. While I was giving my condolences to his wife, I learned of the love for his garden and some things that he wanted to accomplish before his departure. That might be the reason, I read the whole obituary, to find out what my departed friends didn’t tell us.
I love to read biographies and autobiographies because it gives me a sense of who the person really is and not what the media has made them. I love to say “ I didn’t know that.”
I guess that's why I'm totally shocked that the younger generation is not afraid to divulge personal information on Facebook, Twitter, and text messages. I'm surprised I'm opening up in this personal blog I write. Perhaps, there's something good about not keeping it all inside. I still think that bragging is unnecessary because if you're that good people will come to to your position without self promotion. I'm changing but I still admire those people that do great things but don't feel the need to tell the world about it.
I guess there is a reason they called the era of those born in the years 1925-1945 the” Silent Generation.” I've heard that's one of the reasons we don’t do well in today's generation of self -promotion. I remembered the interviewer for my last job asking me for more information because I just filled in the blanks but I didn't provide much detail. I just didn't feel comfortable talking about myself. When we are among some good friends and family, we allow ourselves to have that moment of self promotion but we know that among those people, someone will slap us back down into place.