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echo5delta · 05-26-2008, 08:35 AM

I remember wondering why Khomeni was holding so many Americans hostage, and wondering why we couldn't do something for them.

I remember living a couple hundred yards from the Berlin Wall, every once in a while hearing machine guns and dogs barking in the middle of the night.

I remember me and my sister clamoring for TV news the next day: if they ran a story, someone had escaped. If there was no story, we knew what had happened.

I remember having to watch stupid cartoons like Clutch Cargo, Gaiking, and Speed Racer because that was all AFN could get for us.

I remember when Reagan visited Tempelhof, and I weaseled my little way to the front of the crowd and shook his hand.

I remember visiting Amsterdam and thinking it was the coolest city ever, because there were public urinal stalls on some street corners and I could pee anytime I wanted. (Hey - I was six years old!)

I remember the night that a building in our housing complex got damaged by a car bomb, leaving dozens of families out in the streets for a day or two.

I remember seeing "videos" of Blondie played by Casey Kasem on TV and thinking it was the coolest shit ever.

I remember an American General getting kidnapped in Italy, and thinking "WTF?" over and over as the news followed the story for weeks.

I remember eating Bratwurst in front of Zoo Station, thinking that it was the best thing I'd ever wrapped my face around.

I remember when I was nine years old, and all those Marines died in Beirut. One of them looking weary, dirty and despondent, who kept digging because "my brother is in there" - for someone he'd never met.

I remember when The Police were played constantly on the radio, and I'd listen, trying to figure out the lyrics.

I remember when the Challenger exploded, and our teacher had to tell us all that we wouldn't be watching experiments with astronauts on TV that week.

I remember the first CD I bought, after I'd amassed a collection of 3 LPs and several 45s.

And I definitely remember when the Wall fell... a teenager, completely glued to CNN for three days straight, just waiting for the moment that the East Germans would start mowing down all the revellers standing on the wall in front of the Brandenburg Gate. A sense of amazement, then later relief that it never happened.

05-26-2008, 08:35 AM	#40 (permalink)
echo5delta Crazy Location: Swamp Lagoon, North Cackalacky	I remember wondering why Khomeni was holding so many Americans hostage, and wondering why we couldn't do something for them. I remember living a couple hundred yards from the Berlin Wall, every once in a while hearing machine guns and dogs barking in the middle of the night. I remember me and my sister clamoring for TV news the next day: if they ran a story, someone had escaped. If there was no story, we knew what had happened. I remember having to watch stupid cartoons like Clutch Cargo, Gaiking, and Speed Racer because that was all AFN could get for us. I remember when Reagan visited Tempelhof, and I weaseled my little way to the front of the crowd and shook his hand. I remember visiting Amsterdam and thinking it was the coolest city ever, because there were public urinal stalls on some street corners and I could pee anytime I wanted. (Hey - I was six years old!) I remember the night that a building in our housing complex got damaged by a car bomb, leaving dozens of families out in the streets for a day or two. I remember seeing "videos" of Blondie played by Casey Kasem on TV and thinking it was the coolest shit ever. I remember an American General getting kidnapped in Italy, and thinking "WTF?" over and over as the news followed the story for weeks. I remember eating Bratwurst in front of Zoo Station, thinking that it was the best thing I'd ever wrapped my face around. I remember when I was nine years old, and all those Marines died in Beirut. One of them looking weary, dirty and despondent, who kept digging because "my brother is in there" - for someone he'd never met. I remember when The Police were played constantly on the radio, and I'd listen, trying to figure out the lyrics. I remember when the Challenger exploded, and our teacher had to tell us all that we wouldn't be watching experiments with astronauts on TV that week. I remember the first CD I bought, after I'd amassed a collection of 3 LPs and several 45s. And I definitely remember when the Wall fell... a teenager, completely glued to CNN for three days straight, just waiting for the moment that the East Germans would start mowing down all the revellers standing on the wall in front of the Brandenburg Gate. A sense of amazement, then later relief that it never happened. __________________ "Peace" is when nobody's shooting. A "Just Peace" is when we get what we want. - Bill Mauldin