Your three words, my little story
Meghan’s words: headphone, loafers & poster

Since you brought up the seventies, let’s talk about them for a few minutes. There’s a saying that goes like this, “If you remember the seventies, you weren’t there.” That basically means, if you weren’t doing the bountiful amount of drugs then you missed the party. If you missed the party, then you probably remember what you did. I guess you can say I was there.

I was the type of person that wore raggedy blue jeans and dirty tennis shoes. Not nice slacks and penny LOAFERS.

It was a regular occasion for some to get stoned, plug in the HEADPHONE jack and lay around on a bean bag chair. All you needed then was a black light and a POSTER or two.

I graduated high school, Carpenter Apprentice School, got married and divorced in the seventies. I drank myself into one DWI and was arrested for marihuana twice. Some kind of way, with help I raised two kids, who now have kids of their own.

Thank God my kids and I lived through those times.