I know you could have written all this yourself and done a better (and more thorough) job of it, but I thought I'd give it a shot exploring just how much kids imprint on their parents (or vice versa) (or not at all).
Besides, anthropologists should at least attempt a little cross-generational contemplation. Though, to be sure, we're so busy tracking other people's business (hm, just like the shrinks), it's a rare moment when we look back and contemplate our own.
So, off the top and in no particular order, here goes:
ours: um, I think we smoked them
yours: flowers, bouquets, flower arrangements, flower girl. you know: beautiful flowers (that aren't green)
ours: huh, what?
yours: pedi, mani, and makeup
ours: mini, black with glow in the dark patterns
yours: long, white and flowingly gorgeous
ours: sneaking into Temescal after hours, with illegal campfire and guitars
yours: the whole megilla, in a hall, with band and guitars
ours: Berkeley campus Hillel
yours: Lawrence restored historical treasure
ours: the Economy Cafe in Chinatown, with paper tablecloth and plastic chopsticks
yours: tasteful, with china
ours: with Morrie and Carol sleeping on our studio floor
yours: Upper East Side hotspot
ours: with Morrie and Carol, sleeping on the floor
yours: Hawaii, not camping out
ours: picked the rabbi 'cause he'd marched in Selma
yours: rabbi comes with restored synagogue
ours: tea ... ...
yours: surely champagne and all the good stuff
ours: from the only shop on Telegraph Avenue
yours: designer and designed
ours: two of every drug known to man, and a can of Spam from Denis (so we wouldn't forget the working class)
yours: all the necessities for starting out
ours: spur of the moment, so I could get a visa
yours: well planned, with a full year to do it right
ours: did the job
yours: a job well done
Mazel tov, my dearest first born, to you and your beautiful bride too.
a) bad parental units
b) good parental units
c) each generation a product of their times
d) massive generation gap
e) a parental job well done