:P Did you see my comment yesterday about the Blizzard of '77 down here? (It was in my "mommy" post).
Of course, it was the Blizzard of '78 when the Ohio river froze (yet another "Somebody needs to tell Kim Harrison that the Ohio River doesn't freeze here, so her riverboat casinos that have special fans to keep the water around them from icing are...well, hard for a local to take seriously"). :)
I'm too young to *remember* Kent state directly (being a '63 model myself), but I sure heard about it in school. A lot.
Once upon a time I had a toddler-sized T-shirt that said "I survived the blizzard of '78". That's all I remember of that.
Other moments define my memories of "long ago in this life." Robotech, and me having a silver coat that looked like a race-car driver's jacket, but pretending it was a mech pilot's jacket instead. Reagan in the White House, but I don't recall the election, just a few images (and the audio tone of the news anchors describing the situation) of the people held for over 400 days until he was elected. Challenger. They were going to wheel in a TV for the class to watch the launch on videotape, but then they didn't, and I think I found out after school when my parents turned on the news.
Those are some of the formative pop-culture moments in my life.
Born in ’67 and a local. I remember the blizzard and missing school, especially living on one of the many hills in this city. Think I remember my dad bringing the car battery inside to be able to at least try to start it, and everyone parking at the top of the hill in the grass.
I remember the Who concert, if only for turning on the TV that night and seeing the reporter w/ the coliseum in the background. It took a few minutes to figure out what happened. I ended up working with someone around 1994-98 that had a best friend that died that day.
Ah - you're my sister's age then. :) Here's a picture of her from January 1977 - we MOVED in that mess (with my mom in the hospital still...my poor dad).
I was a month and a week or so old on May 4th, 1970. (Although I did have a student ask me once if I had been here during the shootings. *eye roll* Shit, I don't look that old do I?) I do remember the winter of '78 when I could walk directly onto the fork of a tree in the front yard that I used to climb. It was about 5 or 6 feet up, that fork. It was a big tree. There was a wall on either side of the driveway like a white marble hallway I had a lot of fun that winter playing make-believe.
I sort of remember Kent State and my mom saying those kids got what was coming to them. She's like that.
I understand the advertisers are now calling us inbetweeners "Generation Jones." They've started new radio stations with songs from the seventies to appeal to us. I found one and accidentally heard Helen Reddy for the first time in 30-some years...and I remembered all the words. I really didn't want Helen Reddy taking up space in my head AGAIN. Once was plenty.
I don't know about Cincinnati, but in Boston, there was a period of time when the building that replaced the Boston Garden was officially known as the Fleet Center and then the TD Banknorth Center. We all continued to call it the Gahden anyway. Eventually, they gave in and renamed it. :-)
I know that locals in many places continue to refer to civic centers and stadiums by their original names long after corporate whores executives buy the naming rights. Is something similar is going on in Cinci?
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Here's my metric (since I'm from Buffalo): If you lost school days during the Blizzard of '77.
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Did you see my comment yesterday about the Blizzard of '77 down here? (It was in my "mommy" post).
Of course, it was the Blizzard of '78 when the Ohio river froze (yet another "Somebody needs to tell Kim Harrison that the Ohio River doesn't freeze here, so her riverboat casinos that have special fans to keep the water around them from icing are...well, hard for a local to take seriously"). :)
I'm too young to *remember* Kent state directly (being a '63 model myself), but I sure heard about it in school. A lot.
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Other moments define my memories of "long ago in this life." Robotech, and me having a silver coat that looked like a race-car driver's jacket, but pretending it was a mech pilot's jacket instead. Reagan in the White House, but I don't recall the election, just a few images (and the audio tone of the news anchors describing the situation) of the people held for over 400 days until he was elected. Challenger. They were going to wheel in a TV for the class to watch the launch on videotape, but then they didn't, and I think I found out after school when my parents turned on the news.
Those are some of the formative pop-culture moments in my life.
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I don't remember hearing about the snow in Cincinnati in December '76, but I do remember hearing bout the tornado in Xenia in April '74.
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I remember the Who concert, if only for turning on the TV that night and seeing the reporter w/ the coliseum in the background. It took a few minutes to figure out what happened. I ended up working with someone around 1994-98 that had a best friend that died that day.
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I understand the advertisers are now calling us inbetweeners "Generation Jones." They've started new radio stations with songs from the seventies to appeal to us. I found one and accidentally heard Helen Reddy for the first time in 30-some years...and I remembered all the words. I really didn't want Helen Reddy taking up space in my head AGAIN. Once was plenty.
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I know that locals in many places continue to refer to civic centers and stadiums by their original names long after corporate whores executives buy the naming rights. Is something similar is going on in Cinci?
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