About a year ago, I stumbled across a term I had never heard before.

Mid-Boomer.

At first, I dismissed it as yet another attempt to divide people into increasingly specific categories. Maybe this was an artificial distinction.

Then I read a little further. And suddenly I understood why it felt familiar. The description wasn’t talking about age.

It was talking about experience.

We Mid-Boomers grew up in a world that no longer exists, yet spent much of our lives adapting to the one that replaced it.

We remember card catalogs and search engines.

Paper maps and GPS.

Rotary phones and smartphones.

We learned to type on typewriters and later taught ourselves to build websites.

We were young enough to embrace change and old enough to remember what came before it.

For the first time, I felt as though someone had described an experience I had been carrying for years.

Not old-fashioned.

Not behind.

Not stuck between generations.

Bridge builders.

Witnesses to multiple worlds.

We Mid-Boomers are in a unique position. We remember both worlds.

In many ways, we occupied an unusual place in history. We were shaped by the great cultural changes of the 1960s and early 70s, yet many of us were too young to participate in them directly. We watched Woodstock, the anti-war movement, and the social revolutions of the era from the sidelines—old enough to be influenced by them, but often too young to help shape them.

At the same time, we never felt entirely connected to the post-World War II world that shaped the oldest Boomers. By the time we reached adulthood, another transformation was already underway. Personal computers, the internet, and eventually smartphones and artificial intelligence would reshape daily life yet again.

Perhaps that is why so many Mid-Boomers feel at home in more than one era. We have spent our lives adapting, translating, and moving between worlds.

Perhaps that is why so many of us remain curious.

We’ve spent a lifetime learning how to walk through doors that didn’t exist when we began.