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Posted on December 27th, 2019

I was born in the Fifties, went to high school in the Sixties, attended college in the Seventies, got married in the Eighties, and raised kids in the Nineties. That’s what we Boomers called the last five decades of the Twentieth Century—the Fifties, Sixties, Seventies, Eighties and Nineties. Nice tidy little names that were easy to remember.

But then came the year 2000, the beginning of a new century and a new millennium. And suddenly we no longer had a name for the decade in which we lived. Heck, we couldn’t even agree on how to say the year in which we lived. Most of us called the year 2000 “Two Thousand” even though at the turn of the Twentieth Century our great-great grandparents did not say they were living in the year “One Thousand Nine Hundred”.

In 2001, most of us called the year “Two thousand and one”, recalling the space odyssey movie that Stanley Kubrick produced in 1968, not One Thousand Nine Hundred Sixty Eight.

The following year most of called “Two Thousand Two”, followed by Two Thousand Three, Four and Five. But at some point in the new century we reverted to calling years by numbers. For example I did not hear a single person over the past 12 months say we were living in Two Thousand Nineteen. It was, of course, Twenty Nineteen.

But for the last twenty years we still have not known what to call the decade. Have you heard anyone refer to “The Teens”? And prior to Two Thousand Thirteen...oops, I mean 2013, no one said we were living in the zeroes or the aughts.

But at the stroke of midnight next Tuesday night, we will be living in the Twenties, and we will all call the new decade by that short name. At long last, the return of decade with a name!

So Happy New Year, everybody! And welcome to the Twenties!


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