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What's your fondest memory of the eighties?--Al
-- Al Schroeder (email@example.com), June 24, 2000
The first time my sweetheart(now sweetheart and husband) ever kissed me. It wasn't just a kiss - it was star thunder. Yeah. The Universe stopped breathing for an instant. My heart was the only thing pushing the ocean tide back and forth across the sandy beaches. My mind moved across the horizon at lightspeed, and all that was sleeping within me, awakened to light and color. A trembling smile, a gentle kiss...... A miracle occurred.
-- Planet Earth (firstname.lastname@example.org), June 25, 2000.
The Eighties was a difficult decade for me. Births of several family members. Going into alcoholic recovery, and my own survival in the late years of that period.
-- Denver doug (email@example.com), June 25, 2000.
My fondest memory of the eighties... I met the boy who was to be my husband in '84 (we were truely children), we didn't begin dating until '89 and shared our "first time" together over that summer, ah, that wild summer. Now it's more than ten years later and fortunately we still share "wild summers" (and falls and winters and springs \)
-- Glenna (firstname.lastname@example.org), June 25, 2000.
I was in grade school and junior high during most of the eighties. It was not the best time of my life: I went to a little hick school where there was nothing to do and no diversity whatsoever. I was poor white trash, going to school with some other poor white trash kids. I graduated with a class of 100 which gives you an idea.
It was a time of hair spray, heavy metal, smoking in the bathroom, going horsebackriding, hanging out at stables, and 4-H shows. I read about 4 books a week, mostly Stephen King, V.C. Andrews, John Saul, and The Black Stallion books. My science fiction obsession didn't come until later, around the same time Star Trek's Next Generation came out. I much prefer the seventies, when my parents were still dressing me in bell bottoms and living in the woods, or the nineties when I was working through college and reading science fiction, mythology, as well as listening to better music!
-- AJ (email@example.com), June 25, 2000.
Okay, just kidding.
I have tons of fond memories.. Mostly being with my friends in highschool and just being weird. I miss those days.
-- Katie (firstname.lastname@example.org), June 26, 2000.
The 80s was a bittersweet decade. The early 80s some of the most exciting, fun stuff I'd done...kids were mostly grown and I was working (as a volunteer) in a theatre company in San Francisco, and made my best friend in the musical director of the company. In 1986 he died suddenly of a heart attack and the bottom fell out of my world. I didn't realize until 10 years later that if there is a purpose for everything, the purpose for suffering through Gilbert's death was to learn how to survive the death of my son.
Still, in spite the pain of that time, I wouldn't go back and change a thing because 1981-July 1986 was some of the best times I'd ever spent.
-- Bev Sykes (email@example.com), June 26, 2000.
Jem. Hot-pink biker shorts. A sort of innocense that comes with being a child. The 80's were apart of time where I began to shed that child skin and instigate the entire journey of life, to this moment now. Do I still have the hot-pink pants? Hell fucking yes.
-- RavieSlave (Ravenous@priest.com), June 26, 2000.
The future was wide open.
-- Dave Van (firstname.lastname@example.org), June 27, 2000.
Dave, don't you mean "the future's so bright i gotta wear shades?"
Yes, i am cheesy.
-- sherry (email@example.com), June 27, 2000.
Travelling around the Bay Area in Marilyn's SUV with the other members of our brass quintet, playing gigs at churches, concert halls, meetings, and wineries. Lots of music, lots of time spent with some of the coolest people I have ever known. I miss the NABQ.
-- Colin (firstname.lastname@example.org), June 28, 2000.