I double-checked my numbers this am and of course I was off. So I added 1971 to yesterday’s post. Am fighting the urge to go back and make each of the preceding years a separate post like this one… At least for the moment, onward.
1972: Ninth grade turns into tenth grade and I meet the boy I will marry. The Poseidon Adventure is one of our first dates. Americans have a whole new vocabulary–Watergate, G. Gordon Liddy, wiretaps, Bernstein and Woodward, Deep Throat, impeachment. During the summer I go back to Vermont to camp, and this year cute male counselors are also part of the story. I do “50 French days” and fall in love with Middlebury College. In the fall, I study, carrying home piles of books each night. The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face, Brandy, The Lion Sleeps Tonight, Morning Has Broken, Everything I Own, Rocket Man–the clock radio by my bed plays for twenty minutes from the local am station into the darkness of my room.