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Originally Posted by joedoh
APRIL 2001. jeeze. I had just quit my job at the stereo shop and started aircraft avionics and was talking about going to college in the fall. it was still 5 months before the cowards crashed the planes, and you didnt have to show up 3 hours before your flight. pop machines still had 50 cent cans, nobody was texting and driving, and you could go see a movie that wasnt about CGI heros overcoming adversity and coming together to defeat world ending threats.
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HA I got that beat. April 1973 (28 years prior to April 2001). I was approaching my 18th birthday, headed off to college in the fall to a state with 18 as the drinking age (but with 3.2 beer). Gas cost 29 cents a gallon, the price of a candy bar was 10 cents. For a $1 I could go to MacDonalds and get a hamburger, small fries, and a small coke. I was just a few months away from my Dad's grasp when I grew my hair down to my shoulders and wore bell bottom jeans with a "Keep on Truckin" patch sewed onto the rear pocket. Little did I know that fifty years later I would be taking that patch literally.
