Chuck Nyren

I’ve been lucky lately, surrounded by children. Consequently, the haunting phrase “Time Out” bounces off walls where I live and in various homes I visit. For years I’ve wondered where it came from.

Sure, being a snot-nosed kid I remember “Go to your room!” but that was a bit like being thrown into the briar patch. I liked my room. (Maybe not as much as Brian Wilson, but it was hardly a dungeon or torture chamber.)

“Time Outs” became ubiquitous at some point — but not until I was an adult. This obit finally answers my question:

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People are always coming up to me and asking, “Chuck, why are Baby Boomers so wonderful?”

How rare it is to have an infinite number of correct answers to a single question! One of my standard replies: It has to do with our alimentary intake during adolescence.

Yes, the…

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