Same experience here as a GenXer - I don’t recall my parents ever reading to me - they might have when I was really young, but they were also raising my brothers (6 and 7 years older than me), so I doubt they had much time.
I was the avid reader in the family. When I got married, I stopped reading as much, but I still do some reading when I find a book that interests me. I have three or four sitting on my desk at the moment that I haven’t started.
There’s a great Carolyn Hax advice column from years ago where the writer’s partner was vegetarian because he was actually allergic to meat.
Writer’s family thinks it’s a lie and sneaks meat into a meal. That results in a ride in the “screaming white bus,” as Carolyn put it, to the hospital.
The writer defended her family and insisted it was just a joke, and partner was taking it too seriously. I’ve left out a lot of detail, but Carolyn basically tells the partner he should run from this relationship.