I was in the 9th grade. Best yr of high school ever.

First half, living in Long Beach next to Euro & NA. Got married. Second half, moved to SF and started law school. Went bang-bang-bang-bang in the earthquake and lost a champagne flute from our open shelving.

Drunk



Turned 21 that year. Bar-tending at The Doll Hut

Oddly enough, I was a miserable 8-year-old too! (only as a boy)

I had no friends, I used to get beat up as a kid, and the only thing I had going for me was the fact that I could read at a seventh-grade level!

I guess one thing I remember about 1989 was the fact that my oldest sister got married on September 23, 1989...and she'll always remember her wedding because all the news reported on that weekend was the devastating effects of Hurricane Hugo.

Actually, I'm kind of meh about 1989...nothing really exciting happened to me at all that year.

But, 1999...now that was a good year! :D

Hmmm, that would be kindergarten through 6th grade. That's why 7 years.

Anything before the past few years isn't really worth remembering. And the jury's still out on the past few years.

In 1989, I had been working for 2 years and married to my first wife for 2 years.
I also bought a brand new condo in SD for the astounding (both now and then) price of 96k.

Let's see....

My daughter turned two. I was working in title insurance (my one and only straight job - I learned my lesson!) I was under contract with the Portland Opera Chorus. I had been married eight years and on my thirtieth birthday I sang at Carnegie Hall.

Wow. You guys mostly seemed to have boring 1989's. Someone please outsuck me for that year, it's depressing! My family saw: sexual assault of one of my sisters, two suicide attempts (though I didn't even know about one until I was an adult, so she must not have done a very good job), my brother's meth addiction and getting thrown out of the house (including a violent fight between my parents), and the death of my grandfather.

I also remember the whole Berlin wall thing. I remember being amazed that countries would separate families over a political dispute. My favorite show was Head of the Class (and Simpson's, but we had to sneak that one). I would frequently fake sick so I could stay home from religious meetings and watch it. It was also the year I was baptized as a Jehovah's Witness. Which, ironically, my family considered the bright spot of the year. :rolleyes:

Started off the year getting married to husband #1, entered the first of many years of abject poverty and tax-hell, went back to college. I mostly dreaded the approach of my thirties, which actually turned out to be a pretty damn good decade in my life!