The great identity crisis, which we all thought we fixed in our teens, reappears when we meet 60 years. We can be called “Seniors”, but for some people it is only half a name. (As a Senior Planet editor, I still get a lot of posts from publishers about great prom dresses, or how to choose a college or get help with student loans.) Some people brush up on “Senior Citizen”, and others have mixed feelings about “oldster” (Sounds like a car!), “Older” or fancy titles like “Seasoned Citizens.” And apparently no one wants to be called “older.”
Forget “geezer” or “biddy” too, which tastes of ageism.
This will become more important as our age group continues to grow, according to some estimates. Earlier this year, an essayist (who seems to be years away from worrying about it himself) wrote a long piece (read this) about what to call an older person.
But he̵7;s not in the arena, and we are. What should we be called? Take our vote and let us know your thoughts – or solutions! – in the comments.
Virge Randall is Senior Planet’s editor-in-chief. She is also a freelance cultural reporter searching for hidden gems and rude (or undersung) treasures for Straus Newspapers; her blog “Don’t Get Me Started” puts a quirky new spin on Old School New York City. Send your suggestions on open threads to her at [email protected]