11.10.2006
Friday Nostalgia
1988: I was 25, living in an apartment in Decatur. I had a toddler, was pregnant with my second child, and my 23-year-old sister lay dying right up the road, in Emory Hospital. I'd have to beg my husband to come home for an hour so I could visit her.
He didn't love me.
Jeff, playing night and day on VH1, became my fantasy husband.
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1988: i was in eighth grade. with no kids. and no husband. but i did like that jeff healey song. i thought he was extra cool because he was blind.
...and he was in Road House with Patrick Swayze.
Not to mention the awesome mullet.
I vaguely recall this song. I was deep into my goth phase then. If it wasn't Siouxsie, Dead Can Dance or Bauhaus, I wasn't interested. Except for maybe Kate and Kylie, but I didn't dare tell anyone. :)
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