The Double-decker Sandwich Generation

There is a name for an essential group of predominantly female Americans who provide for one or more children under 18 and at least one parent over 65. They are the Sandwich Generation—caught in the middle.

Recent events have added more bread to our national sandwich and put more pressure on all of us—with or without offspring to raise and elders to assist.

Think of our nation as a parent. Our guardian cared for and raised us in relative prosperity when the distance between poor and rich wasn’t as huge.

Our protector didn’t fear an armed student at the local school carrying out a heartbreaking attack. The TV news was real, not imagined and terrifying.

Rage over politics and lifestyles rarely happened in our neighborhood and was infrequent among relatives. Holidays didn’t produce arguments about our elected officials.

The nation’s federal government caretakers are turning upside down and inside out. Something distressing is happening. It is as if our elderly mother, less wise than she used to be, divorced Dad and married the Pied Piper, an ever-angry fellow leading us to perdition.

We are grownups now, in shock at this new world. A signal is out to care for the parent who governed us—let’s call her Lady Liberty—a woman we have counted on forever.

Lady Liberty, the wellspring of the freedom we took for granted, now counts on her children’s love, dedication, and effort to bring her around. 

She guaranteed our independence as kids, but now Mom can’t stop an old man who wants the keys to the house, every dollar, and each lever of influence and control.

The gentlewoman’s doctor says she is not well. More than our hopes and prayers are required. He thinks we should write or call all our friends to generate support for her. 

The same outreach is necessary to those who oversee the well-being of the freedom she once safeguarded—senators and members of Congress.

We must put our money where our mouth is to give the Lady all the sustenance and buttressing she needs. The M.D. even thought she would get a boost if we march past her windows with signs indicating why we need her to live.

The challenging sandwich of those who have lived raising kids and caring for our parents grows in size and complexity. 

All of us are now pressed from the outside by the anxiety and sadness attached to the possible loss of our beloved country, fearing her demise.

Nearly 90,000,000 eligible voters did not vote in the 2024 presidential election. Yet, we can arouse them, prevent further damage, and improve the health of all that Lady Liberty represents.

Adlai E. Stevenson II, governor of Illinois and twice candidate for President (1900 – 1965), once reminded his audience of the need to preserve our republic and take necessary action. Voting, yes, but more than that:

Do you remember that in classical times when Cicero had finished speaking, the people said, ‘How well he spoke’ but when Demosthenes had finished speaking, they said, ‘Let us march.’

The time has come.

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The top painting is a 1925 work by Paul Klee, The Mask with the Little Flag. It is sourced from Wikiart.org/

How I Plan to Survive Election Night: November 3, 2020

Two lovely friends asked how my wife and I planned to survive election night. I’m talking about the evening of this coming Tuesday.

Here are several things I’ll do and actions I’ll try to avoid. They take the form of a letter to myself:

Dear Self,

You’ve done your part. You traveled to Wisconsin to register voters. Postcard writing to encourage others to vote was worthwhile too. Peruse your credit card statement to find the names of all the candidates and investigative journalists who received financial support out of your pocket.

Like a fine fisherman, you cast your ballot. Not into the water, of course.

Write another check to a food bank. Here’s one you gave some money to: Greater Chicago Food Depository.

They all need more. Donate as much as you can.

Exercise early. Keep exorcisms for another day!

Time to distract yourself, especially in the waning hours of the big night. Read fiction. Watch situation comedies. Or launch a riviting mini-series and binge-watch. Glad you chose “Queens Gambit,” by the way. Thanks for the recommendation, Joan (the producer’s mom).

Fastening your eyeballs to the TV’s election report or your ears to the radio’s version won’t change the outcome. The power is not in you to jinx it. The result won’t be in your hands once the polls close.

Remember the strategy you used when the Cubs — your team — played Cleveland in the 2016 World Series? Rain delayed the last game in the 7th inning. No one knew how long the precipitation would last. What did you do? The contest was tied, but the hour was late, so you went to bed. You believed someone would set off fireworks if they won. The tiny explosions woke you; you smiled and slumbered on. The patient video recording waited for your attention in the morning.

Don’t drink. Ok, I realize you aren’t a reflexive drinker, but don’t start now. The liquor might knock you out, but a few hours later it’s likely to jolt you awake again.

Meditate. You know how to do this, and you do it every day. Maybe a little more is required.

The sun will rise early each day. Yes, if the bunch you voted against prevail, the climb back to normalcy will be tougher. Even if the gals and guys you’re rooting for win (an outcome you expect), the march forward will still be a challenge. You need to martial strength either way.

No matter the final tallies, no matter when they come, the people you love are there. The people who love you still live. Those departed continue in memories. Books wait for you to read them. Jobs need doing, and help should be given. There are jokes to share, classes to attend, and people to talk with.

Remember to blow the snow off the driveway when it arrives. The moon will keep you company until lengthening days begin to stretch their arms in a welcoming embrace. Sun and summer maintain their steady approach. Count on it.

The world needs healing, but you’ll do what you can, then pass the baton.

You remain a lucky man.

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The Wikipedia Foundation created the top voting box image. Shizhao transferred the second one from Ukraine Today to English Wikipedia. They were both sourced from Wikimedia Commons.