30 Years Ago
by Robert Mishou
Summer is almost over and I am gearing up for another school year. I have been busy all summer with school stuff – scoring AP test in Tampa, attending an AP institute in Bowling Green, and finishing my fellowship at the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum. It has been a busy summer, but a great one. As school starts I always like to reflect on the previous year. I usually do this around graduation time, but I did not do this last spring because I did not want to face it. Face what? you ask. Graduations do not bother me – well, until last year they did not bother me. Something HUGE made the class of 2017 different than others. It dropped a large boulder of a reminder right on my head. It has been thirty years since I graduated! Yes, I am a proud member of the class of 1987 and yes, that number – 30 years ago – freaks me out.
So to fully confront my uncomfortable nostalgia with 1987, I have decided to take a closer look at this year that was very formative in my development: I did graduate high school and start college; I did start the path on my teaching career; I did fully fall madly in love with my girlfriend (now wife); and I did really become the person I am now.
Over the next few months, I am going to take a look at some of my favorite albums of 1987 (sorry U2 fans, there will be NO Joshua Tree here). I will also take a look at the top television shows, movies, and songs of 1987. In short, instead of running away from that dreaded number 30, I am going to confront it straight on and deal with it.
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