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High School Prom Circa 1988
I went to prom with my high school sweetheart, who later became my first husband. My high school senior prom was in May of 1988. One of my childhood best friends went as well with her boyfriend at the time. Prom was a much more low-budget production back in those days, while at the same time, the 1980’s had a “too much is never enough” feel to it. The 1980’s were very glam. The hair was big, permed and hair sprayed to death. Jeans couldn’t be tight enough, and boobs couldn’t be big enough. Cocaine hurricanes on the weekend were a real thing and everyone wanted to be the wolf of Wall Street.
By Susan Eileen 2 years ago in Humans
Talking to Customer Service; Is It Extinct?
Photo by Boston Public Library on Unsplash I miss the Telephone Operator. Those were the good ole days. You called customer service and instantly, a voice came through crystal clear, sincere, and so sweet. “This is the company of business past, how can I help you?” Music to my ears. I explained my problem and bang. I could really sense her efforts in solving my problem. And within five minutes the issue was resolved. I hung up with relief from the burden and a smile on my face. I was happier after the phone call.
By Zante Cafe2 years ago in Humans
Titanic and The Asian Hate That Plagued Six Chinese Survivors
First of all, I would like to say that there WAS room for Jack on that door in the movie Titanic. Rose was just selfish. With that off my chest, let's move on to the real story behind that well-known movie scene and the man who inspired it, as well as the five men who came with him to America after the sinking of the Titanic. This is a story of survival, but it is also a story of unwarranted hatred.
By A.W. Naves2 years ago in Humans
Memory Snaps
Growing old in body, the years slipping by as quickly as I let them. The older I get the quicker they seem to speed by. Memories pop up and I sometimes look at them with different eyes, thinking, "That is really me?" Some of the things I have done have been pretty great. Others just lessons to get through. Get through I do.
By Lee Naylor2 years ago in Humans
Seen Her Face Before!
We could make fire in the middle of summer, just to see the flames and talk the night away. Now the hopeless romantic side of me could get lost into your eyes for days, weeks, even months at a time. Yeah, people say there's no one that can meet the standard of perfect. However, I can argue the fact that you should be the standard that perfection is measured. Soft-spoken, yet strong and commanding to every sense of being. Skin resembles smooth coco-chocolate from the manicure of your hands to the seductive tone and sensual attraction of your wonderful legs. You are the definition of a beautiful woman.
By Jay LeTron Dobbins2 years ago in Humans
The Tragic Fate of Albert Einstein’s Youngest Son
The world knows Albert Einstein as the brilliant scientist who developed the theory of relativity - a genius among geniuses. Yet, many are not aware of the tragic life of his son who was institutionalized for schizophrenia and died after spending almost three decades at a psychiatric clinic in Zurich.
By Yana Bostongirl2 years ago in Humans
Cumbia, Hippies and Disco
Some of my best memories are probably in the 70s into the early 80s. I was at the age where it was not unusual to see hippies around. We had some living next door to us at one time in the late 60s or early 70s. My dad being the kind of guy he was - clean cut, go to work every day kind of a guy - at first cast a suspicious eye on them and told us to keep our distance. It did not take long before he came to another conclusion. They had invited him in once as they were having a party. I can't remember why they invited him in, but he decided to go for whatever reason. (Maybe as undercover intel or some other reason we didn't know.) After that visit which wasn't long probably less than an hour, he came back and said, "They're alright. They're good people," so I guess our orders were rescinded, and we could talk to them.
By Yvette McDermott2 years ago in Humans