The year my granddaughter was born.

I was in fire fighting school in Memphis just before going on my aircraft carrier.....USS AMERICA

I loved partying on Beale Street and groovin on all the classical blues musicians all over the place. It has GOT to be pretty close to the time I got bombed on acid and tequila and woke up at an Iron Maiden concert....still can't stand the smell of tequila to this day.

AND...I was in Montana...Missoula

I was in the hospital too! I was 12 and I had my appendix taken out. I was first misdiagnosed (duh, I almost died) and then I spent 5 days in the hospital. Back then where I was, the medical treatment and health care was terrible (Hungary). I have a scar from the surgery, probably forever, they fricking cut me up like a pig. That was the year also when my dad left here to USA after struggling not finding any jobs.. 2 years later the Soviet Union totally collapsed (Thank God), but the signs were written on the walls even I noticed how things were just crashing down already in years before.

Same **** going on in USA right now , most people just don't know it because they have never been and never experienced it so it looks confusing.

I was 10 years old and we moved from the country to the city.

I was in my 19th year of Military service, my daughter was about to be born, and I was deeply and passionatly in love.

Those were the days..huh Ph?

Married for the second time, I was raising a teen stepdaughter..going to school to be a phlebotomist...

Oh, 1987, the high point of my stupidity! Had dropped out of high school after being an honor roll student, (have since taken the GED test and was offered an Indiana scholarship I no longer qualified for since I had moved out of state,) and ran away to get married 16 days after I turned 18 in March, because nobody could tell me I couldn't anymore. Four days after that he beat me up for the first time. We spent a few weeks staying in a homeless shelter. He beat me once or twice a month for 8 months until I figured out he was not willing to get the help he needed and I had to leave. So I spent about a month in a women's shelter til I could get on my own feet. I ended that year a whole lot wiser than I started it. Nobody has ever hit me again and nobody will ever do it more than once.

was your momma putting booze in your sippie cup???

I was doing lines of coke off a stripper.

Graduating High School.

I was living in Huntington Beach waiting tables at the country club and finishing my bachelors in philosophy.

I was in North Hollywood, bein a mechanic.

i was 7 and i was already looking at boobies

I was a single mom raising my 3 year old daughter...

Turned 18 in May, graduated high school in June, and went off to basic training in the Air Force in August. Did a lot of growing up real fast that year...

Started work on the mountain......still here