Depends on their upbringing. Can't argue with much of the article, as we lived the boomer life, getting married young and building a life together. Now that my grown children are in mid-life (over 40), they aren't much different. For me, it was a green T-top convertible sports car, though going to office work with a briefcase on a subway train. My wife got more use out of the car than me, getting stopped by cops while picking up the kids from high school.
Grown kids in their 40's each have a home and their own kids and doing well, without mid-life crisis moments like getting a sports car. Instill good values and you won't have to worry.
For me, it was a full 100 watt, all tube, British-made Marshall stack (electric guitar amplifier the size of a refrigerator and as loud as a bomb).
"Why?" my wife shook her head.
Because I always wanted one when I was a kid and now I can afford it. Never mind I'll never be a rockstar and it's entirely too loud for my quiet subdivision.
Oh well, beats having an affair with the secretary, I suppose.
When I hit 40 I just took a two week trip and drove to Georgia. I was born there, left at 10 months old, and never been back.
Drove to Atlanta for a few days. Then to Ft. Benning in Columbus where I was born. The Army keeps good records. Showed me the room I was born in.
First day in Atlanta I met a gorgeous women and we spent a week having “fun”.
The Braves were in the World Series and I got to go to a game.