I remember walking to school in first grade and it being normal and safe. No way in hell I'd let my son walk to school alone next year.
I remember going to a big field near our house and catching grasshoppers in a jar.
I remember Garbage Pail Kids, slap bracelets, and pegged pants.
I remember my 3rd grade teacher crying when the Challenger blew up.
I remember my dad watching seemingly endless coverage about the Ollie North scandal...I wanted to watch cartoons instead.
I remember wearing those god-awful tights with lace at the bottom under skirts the first time they were cool.
I remember Madonna singing Material Girl and my mother being disgusted and appalled.
I remember neon colored shirts being the height of cool.
I remember New Coke.
I remember Nancy Reagan telling me to "Just say NO" to drugs.
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"They say that patriotism is the last refuge to which a scoundrel clings; steal a little and they throw you in jail, steal a lot and they make you king"
Formerly Medusa
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