Thoughts from Chief Sjolander... The 80s... Imagine my surprise when my son and I checked into our hotel, got settled in for the night, and I grabbed my iPad to see whats been going on. As you all knew, my daughter hijacked my page and had some fun. She is such a joy and having her in my life is truly a hi point. She is amazing and I love her. Looking at the photos reminded me of a time when I was invincible, I knew everything and Fairmont Minnesota was the whole world to me. I remember driving around in my Pontiac listening to REO Speed wagon, AC/DC, Quiet Riot, and Van Halen. I had a cassette player and hit rewind more than once to replay the latest song I was into. I still remember slow dancing to I Cant Fight This Feeling Anymore during school dances. These were the days of brown hiking boots with red laces, Levi jeans, flannel shirts, parachute pants, and combs with big handles. MTV played music and I had a crush on Downtown Julie Brown who was a VJ then. I loved her accent. I started to find myself in the 80s. I was no longer just a foster kid I was Lee, I ran track, I was on student council, and I worked at the local movie theater. I pushed limits at home and my parents pushed back. I was angry with them at times, but looking back, they were right, and I was wrong (Thats a first, me admitting I was wrong) Cell phones were not invented yet. You called people on the house phone and it had a cord on it. I remember trying to have some privacy by stretching the cord all the way to the bathroom and shutting the door...it did not work well. You passed notes in the hallway between classes to your friends and girls were way better at penmanship and folding them up. I kind of wish I had some of those notes now to look back on. Im sure what seemed important then and was the end of the world would make me laugh now. I spent my time making mixed tapes, hanging with friends, looking at car magazines and trying to decide what I wanted to be when I grew up. Truth is...Ive never grown up. Those were my senior pictures. I remember having them taken and handing them out to friends and family. I wrote on some, some I just handed out. I remember not getting some in return from classmates and how it hurt my feelings...Like I said, its funny what was the end of the world now is a distant memory. Embrace your past, it helped make you who you are today. Embrace your present, its what counts. Embrace your future, its what lies ahead and if youre lucky, its your dreams coming true. Stay safe, Lee
Posted on: Mon, 25 Aug 2014 02:59:44 +0000
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