Out running around doing errands just now.
Listening to the Springsteen channel. They were playing a full concert from San Francisco from 12/15/78.
On 12/15/78, Carol and I had been married for 10 months and 3 days. We were 10 days away from our first Christmas together.
We were living in a small underground apartment in Dracut, MA. We had our first pet together - Bandit - a precious cat that we stole from people across the street from friends of ours. The people who owned Bandit left him outside all the time. We didn't feel that was right. So we rescued him.
We weren't parents yet and could not imagine that we would end up with two amazing sons.
It is an odd thing to think back like that. Forty four years later.
1978 was a romantic year in our life.
We still have our moments.
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