What happened in 1989?

[tracilicious]

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.

[lizziebith]

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!

[Strangler Lewis]

Originally Posted by tracilicious

Wow. You guys mostly seemed to have boring 1989's. Someone please outsuck me for that year, it's depressing!

I didn't realize that was the purpose of the exercise.

Let's see . . . .

One of my uncles was diagnosed with the stomach cancer that killed him the next year. Parkinson's disease tightened its grip on another uncle. I think my dad tossed off a heart attack or two, and my parents' financial problems continued.

Let's see . . . .

One of my cousins started rabbinical school.

Hmmm . . . .

Well, I'm sure there was other weird family stuff going on that I never heard about and never will. As with you all.

I watched a lot of L.A. Law and Thirtysomething.

[tracilicious]

Originally Posted by Strangler Lewis

I didn't realize that was the purpose of the exercise.

Lol, not the purpose. '89 just stands out for me as a particularly bad year, and it has struck me as odd the number of times it has entered my scope the last seven days. Michael pointed out to me tonight that our old Dodge Raider was made in 89. He got it shortly before we got married. We went off roading to the middle of the desert at midnight the night he proposed. We had so many fantastic camping trips in that car. We loved that Raider. It was crashed in 2003.

I'm loving hearing about you guys' '89's. I wish we had all been avid journal keepers that year. Then we could look at a specific date and compare random events.