So being born between 1960 and 1965 (like me) makes one a freak?
Yup. It's true. You're in that awkward stage that can neither claim hippie dippy music or disco, nor grunge. Admit it, you go to TGIFridays for Jack Daniels ribs and you hear Men At Work on the sound system and start doing the white-guy-biting-his-lower-lip head bob dance move. You think Michael J Fox and Downey Jr. are young. You used to, and perhaps still do, crack up at the term "Ayatollah Assahola", You have a Members Only jacket in your closet and you're waiting for it to come back in style.
On the plus side, you first voting experience very well may have been pulling a lever for Ronald Reagan.