re: Where were you in 1984?

This is kind of stream of consciousness, but here goes.

We lived in Pace, FL and I started 5th grade that fall. Riding the gondola at the World's Fair was my first trip west of the Mississippi.

That was the first year that guys in my class were bragging about "doing it" with some girl. bullshite, of course, but none of us really realized that at the time. The stories stemmed from Kiersten G., whose mom and dad sat her down and gave her birds & bees talk in the Spring of '84. The next day was our class's weekly trip to Ms. Rich's art class, wherein Kierstan explained the rough outline of sex and reproduction to a sizeable portion of the future Class of '92.* In high school, Kiersten gained notoriety again when she pleasure herself with one of those 2"-thick candy canes in the back of our biology class. I did not see the action, but she did proudly display the cane to those in the back of the class. The stripes were no longer on there. She joined the marine corps out of high school, but didn't last long. I believe some other marine impregnated her. Last I heard, she was in and out of drug rehab.

I was on my way to being elected class president that fall, but there was a scandal about a bumble bee incident during PE that derailed my entire political career. I still maintain that I wasn't involved, but Mrs. Hines still paddled me. None of the toilets in the 5th grade hall had doors on the stalls. Taking a dump was always a race to the finish to try to get it done and cleaned up before someone came in and started making fun of you.


*As an aside, her mother later became a county commissioner, but had to resign from office after a reporter walked into the commission meeting room 30 minutes after a meeting had ended and found her being plowed, with gusto, by the county manager, atop the very same table they had used for business moments before. Of course, she was not married to the manager. Her husband was a middle school principal.

I wasn’t even a sparkle in my daddy’s eye.

I was watching Fury earlier and realized it's been the same amount of years from WW2 to the worlds fair, as it is since then to now.

What in the actual frick

It was great. I was hanging out, doing straight toddler shite. Caught some Sesame Street, Mr Rogers, ate snacks, took naps. Good times.

In Kindergarten

Visited Washington DC in the spring, graduated in December

I was in a stroller outside the Coliseum during the Olympics while Lionel Ritchie performed.

I was in Trade School Braw.

6 months in Japan and 6 months in Saudi Arabia

Started 9the grade. Parents let my brother and I( 13&14)hop a bus to the worlds fair by ourselves from Slidell and stay all day. No idea WTF they thinking. Couldn’t do that today. Winning high point trophy at the summer parish swimming championships and playing soccer all over the southeast. Touched my first set of boobs that fall so it was a banner year. 80’s were such a care free time to be alive. I’d go back in a second. 85-88 were better once my buddies and I could drive and buy booze with fake ID’s.