re: Kids don't know the struggle, that was portable music before mp3 and streaming

with the patches on the knees?

I remember playing Ace of Base on cassette and jamming to it while mowing.

I also remember using my CD player on baseball trips and bringing along a massive CD book. I still have that bad boy.

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I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes I saw the sign
Life is demanding without understanding
I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes I saw the sign
No one's gonna drag you up to get into the light where you belong
But where do you belong

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going to my new age technology and listening to it on Google Play

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So tell me, how may pairs of Tough Skin jeans did your mom make you wear...?

I had a pair of green ones that were like wearing armor..

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At the start of every school year I'd get five brand new pair of Toughskins, one for every day of the school week. Those we supposed to last until at least spring unless I hit a crazy growth spurt or something. Of course when the knees got wore out she'd put these on them...


Then about 82 or so she started taking me to Boaz to the "VF Outlet" to buy my school clothes. That's when I got to switch over to the much cooler "Lee" brand of jeans.

A little after that, about 83-84 (I'm hitting my teens now), she started taking me to a store in the Gadsden Mall called "Directions". That's where I'd get my super cool parachute pants, spiked belts, and sleeveless, mesh tee-shirts. There was also a record store there called "Turtles" where I could get cool "rock" tee shirts as well.

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I remember when that came out in 1976. Mom let us order some albums out of the TV Guide when they'd put that insert in them where you could tape a penny to this card and mail it in for like 5 or 6 albums. Kiss "Destroyer" was my first choice. I remember listening to that record on the giant record player we had in the living room...

When I was little momma drew the line at Kiss so absolutely no Black Sabbath was allowed in the house because according to momma, they were "of the devil". I remember being about 7 or 8 and going over to spend the night at a friend's house and seeing this album in his older bother's record collection....



... It scared the shite out of me because I thought the guy on the cover had to be a solider for Satan or something and the big brother was probably going to sacrifice us to the Devil in the middle of the night.