Daytona was our Anzio

There's been a lot of loose talk about a “greatest generation” and I for one want no more of it. Sure, surviving the Great Depression and polio, winning World War II, and nurturing millions of whiney, self-absorbed boomers constitutes a pretty impressive legacy. But let's not go overboard in our adulation. Every generation has its row to hoe, and our forebears might have been hard-pressed to endure, as we have, the combined effects of Soupy Sales and Bonomo Turkish Taffy. Greatness is largely a matter of opportunity. It's just our tough luck we didn't get a World War.