1982
Thank you #CaseyOsburn perfect background music for remembering. Just listened to #Top100of1982ReUpload on #youtube.
1982 was a blur as I lived it, but listening to #CaseyKasem and 100 most popular songs of the year has brought it all back
Always a Casey Kasem fan, I missed this one at the end of 1982. New baby 18 months after the first one. Hubby left #DCPD Georgia shortly after Wayne Williams was arrested -- and joined the navy. End of the year found me packing for our cross country move when my friend #GrindlynWilliams asked me to make her wedding gown quickly. The wedding was to be two weeks after the proposal. The family spent the first week discovering wedding prep took a lot longer. Unable to get a wedding dress during the first week, she asked me to make it with 7 days to go. We spent one of those days looking for a pattern. After choosing the hardest designer piece in the #Vogue pattern book, she pretty much moved in to babysit while I cut, basted, sewed, fitted, basted some more, then hand sewed the soutache braid onto the masterpiece (her family still has the dress). Of course, she wanted me in the wedding. I dressed quickly, gave the kids to my mother-in-law and with needle and thread in hand made some last minute fixes in the back of the church.
1982 had been one of those years. In January, the ob-gyn said I was expecting. I said impossible and I was probably right and should have believed myself – maybe. Our son wasn’t born ‘til the last 3 days of October – over ten months later. What a bundle of joy and happiness – glad the doctor was an idiot, though he performed a miracle when it was absolutely necessary. My precious package was gray and not breathing when he was born. Long minutes later after being whisked away and worked on, we heard his high pitched scream. I’m sure all the dogs for miles around came running – yes that high.
I was enjoying marriage wrapped in a cocoon of life in our #StoneMountain apartment. Work was wonderful. I loved spending my days in Visual Merchandising at #Richs in downtown #Atlanta. #SharkeysMachine was being filmed and I spent some lunch hours looking over the rail into the original subterrain Atlanta watching the boredom of seeing it all come together. My spouse, on the other hand, was not happy. He’d enjoyed being a decoy in the #AtlantaMissingAndMurdered Children’s case. He was not having fun in uniform and his mother constantly pressured him to follow in his six brothers’ footsteps and join the army.
I had a doctor’s appointment and went home midday. I parked the car, gathered my things, said hello to a stranger leaving the building and went in. While turning the key in the lock, the sights I’d just passed flitted through my mind. I turned. Looking down the corridor, I saw that almost every door had been broken and an axe was still hooked in one. I relocked the door, left the parking lot, and drove to the rental office where I called the cops. My husband joined the bevy of officers threading their way through the complex, especially my building. Fine time for the rest of the world to know that not only was I not perceptive, I couldn’t describe people, including my mate. They discerned that I’d probably said hello to one of the culprits who probably got in a car with others as I went in the building. Then drove away when I went to the rental office.
Because of this, it was the general consensus that I should probably not stay alone in the apartment while my partner went to Navy basic training in Florida. So, his little family stayed with his mother in the country. I should mention that she didn’t like me, didn’t want her son to marry me, and didn’t speak to me. What an arrangement! He told me his version of what she was like and gave me 10 commandments to live by. Again, I shouldn’t have listened. I don’t think any of her sons knew her and definitely didn’t understand her. He told me she especially wouldn’t appreciate my sense of humor. But, of course, that proved to be the ice breaker.
After basic, he went to AQAN Millington, Tennessee. All thought, it was too close to birthing to be moving around so much. So, I remained in Georgia, where I made Grindlyn’s wedding gown and watched #JukeboxVideo late night while breast feeding.
Back to Casey Kasem – currently listening to #MichaelMcDonald, seeing the song performed on LSUNO’s campus. Performing artist must have used UNO’s campus as a practice when they toured in #NewOrleans, because the #DoobieBrothers weren’t the only group I saw there. I saw# CCR.
I’d not heard of #AirSupply before I got married, but I did like them - just discovered they’re #Australian. #AlanParsonsProject either. Didn’t know #StevieNicks wrote one of my favorite songs for #JessiColter and #WaylonJennings. Actually never heard of Colter before. #Leatherandlace #duet with #DonHenley. #ChariotsOfFire by #Vangelis took 22 weeks to make it to number one. No wonder it seems to have been played all year. It was one of my boss’ assistant favorite movies. #YoungTurks #33, I would use this song as a learning tool when my kids got to be teens. They didn’t get it. Maybe kids are not meant to get their parents. Can’t believe #WillieNelson was 49, his biggest country song of the year #32. #JoeCocker’s first number one hit was with #JenniferWarnes.
The theme from #HillStrteetBlues was also in this countdown. I’d never had time to watch TV until I got married. He thought that watching TV and reading album jackets was all the entertainment anybody needed. I never read jackets. But I digress.
He left for work, his first night in uniform. I turned on the TV and watched Hill Street Blues. All the rookies got killed. I turned off the TV. Never attempted to watch that again. Another reason not to watch television. I did watch movies that year. Poltergeist, Rocky III, and Rambo (my favorite).