I sat with four church chums where one born in 1975, two in 1977 and one in 1980. Three young ladies and a young man. Very interesting to hear views. All the time I saw was my life and what I was doing in their birth years--drinkin' and dancin' mostly--yet, that's another post.... :) To hear them speak of the election. How they didn't want it be such a black/white thing. The young man, one of the two born in '77, said, "I know somebody famous died the year I was born. I don't know who it was tho."
Elvis Pressley, I informed him. He stared at me as if I jibber jabbered. I just shook his head and shrugged his shoulders, "Whoever he is."
Ahhh....and to think all I had to drink was pink lemonade.
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