I have taken the bait and I’m going to talk about the 70s. A little bit about fashion long hair was it, long straight hair. My boyfriend/ husband — his graduation picture is almost embarrassing. His hair is long and kind of ugly. I remember goofing around with a bunch of kids and putting his hair up in pigtails. I mean you could, and it was that long.
Bell-bottoms were it. Leisure suits, really ugly, big ties. And for the first time, I remember when men could wear colorful shirts. And for the first time, I remember that switch from wearing like only a white shirt underneath the suit, like for church to being able to wear a colored shirt. It was like a big deal. Okay, and then a little bit about popular culture. I remember movies, Saturday Night Fever, John Travolta in his leisure suit, dancing away. And disaster movies seemed to be the thing. Jaws. Yes, the first date I went on with my future husband to Jaws. The Poseidon Adventure and Inferno and after watching Inferno, I decided that maybe when I thought about the people in that building, in that burning building and if I was in a burning building and could only save one person, who would I save? I kind of thought, hmm. Maybe it would be ***. Do I love him? Is that what love is? There you go. That’s my memories of the seventies.