Twenty Five Years
The best summer of my life started this day in 1982.
Thank you, everyone who participated in the 1982 World’s Fair, for a lifetime of memories.
MAY 1: I was one of the scads of high school marching band kids in the great mass band that played in front of President Reagan and all the dignitaries. I stood fairly close to him in my formation. All I remember specifically is being amazed that the temperature was in the 70’s!!!! In May!!!! Now the 80’s are not uncommon in April. So much for energy conservation.
My parents bought us season passes and I still have mine. In total I believe I visited about 45 times over the course of the summer of ’82, the summer between my sophomore and junior years at Central High School. I’d wanted to find a job there, but was just barely too young. Teri, the mom of one of my friends, worked in one of the offices and tried to find me something but 14 didn’t make the cut.
I’m sure I stayed all day that first day. The first day of many, many to come exploring such things a 14-yr-old could only dream of.
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