3 Things I Remember About: 1978

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Let’s do another installment of my 3 Things series.

Here’s the list so far.  I started with the year 1965, because that’s the first year I can remember 3 things about.


1) The first half of 1978 was the second semester of my senior year in high school.  Because I had already been accepted to college, I tried to sign up for Typing and Shop.  Coach Hutchinson, who in addition to being my favorite teacher ever was the only teacher smart enough to do the schedules pre-computer, put me in Chemistry II and Physics II instead.  At the time I thought it was 45% funny and 55% annoying, but it worked out (although these days I find that I need all the stuff I would have leaned in Shop much more than all the stuff I have forgotten about Chemistry and Physics).

My friends and I were into Thespians, the theater group.  I was the president my senior year.  We did a western comedy as our senior play, and my friend Karen and I decided to spice it up a little bit for our classmates (captured nicely in the above photo, which unsurprisingly didn’t make it into the yearbook).  I was also president of the Key Club.  Some cats tried unsuccessfully to impeach me because they said I wasn’t paying enough attention to my duties- only partially because I missed some meetings and whatnot while practicing for and emceeing the Miss Brave Pageant.  My friend Sarah won.  She later unfriended me twice on Facebook, which is the current record.  There is a large group tied for second at once each.

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2) I have always loved horror movies, and one of the best ones of all time was released in 1978.  Halloween.

3) I started at Wake Forest that fall.  The beer drinking age back then was 18, so you had to be 18 to get in the local bars.  An October birthday meant I got left behind a lot the first couple of months.  A bunch (I’m talking multiple carloads) of my friends from Clemson came up for the football game that fall.  We had a wild and crazy time.  I’ll just leave it at that.

My music of the era:

Here are two records (or 8-tracks) I listened to a lot that year.

Jimmy Buffett – Son of a Son of a Sailor.

Elvis Costello – My Aim is True.  That record ushered in a great decade of new wave/alternative rock.

Assuming you were alive then, what do you remember about 1978?