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That was the summer after my junior year in high school. In June and July, I attended Upward Bound, an introductory program to college life for children of financially disadvantaged families. So here I was, a junior in high school in a college dorm room, and I had just gotten my first keyboard (a Casio SK-1-- yes, you may laugh, point and say FAIL).

That year, our Upward Bound field trip was to WDW. It was the first time I had been to Florida without my family, which is weird in itself, as I was born in Orlando. It was like "going back home." Good times, good times.
 
Ah yes, I remember that summer. I bought my first six string. Played it till my fingers bled. Me and some guys from school had a band and we tried real hard.

Oh, wait. Wrong summer. Anyway, I was 13 and a couple of months away from 14. I may still have been in school, since we tended to finish in the first week or so of June.

That summer was interesting. We moved to a new house somewhat in the boonies. It was cool because it had an in-ground swimming pool. It sucked because I was away from friends with no car or license. Of course, the pool proved to be a good reason for friends to come to my house. I worked with my dad in his business and became convinced I wanted nothing to do with oilfield work. Or any kind of manual labor. Later that summer, I took my first trip by plane when I went to visit my mom in Miami. This was totally awesome, since I was WAY into Miami Vice. :D
 
I was 3 and living in an apartment in Studio City, CA with my mom and grandma.

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What was I doing? Well, I was taking my first breaths in the real world. No more warm womb for me. :(

Don't remember a single thing about that day, but I'm sure my mother will never forget it.

Weird that you picked my exact birthday...
 
:eek:

You were born the day after me!

I was born 12 days after you, same year.
I find it funny how i've attracted so many people born within a two week radius of me to this thread...
What was I doing? Well, I was taking my first breaths in the real world. No more warm womb for me. :(

Don't remember a single thing about that day, but I'm sure my mother will never forget it.

Weird that you picked my exact birthday...
wow... haha

I was 3 and living in an apartment in Studio City, CA with my mom and grandma.

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aawwww cutie, look at those cheecks :p
 
Hey, if you existed yet, what were you doing on that day? How has your life changed since then? I know this might sound silly but this question is really important to me.
What was I doing? Well, I didn't exist yet as i was born on July 7, 1993, 7 years and month too late.

I was living off campus in the Oakland neighborhood of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. There was a campus that had objects with nicknames like "The U," "The Flashcube," and of course "The Fence." The latter was painted daily for over fifty years.

My summer job was working at the computer lab clusters while taking summer courses to thin out the death march schedule that was an Electrical Engineering major. Apple was doing their "Straight Talk" campus tour with systems engineers from Cupertino trying to enthrall any college student to write apps for the Mac on I think Mac System 2 that just came out.

Oh, and this was also the time when NeXT was in stealth mode. Steve Jobs was on campus off and on with "Jobs sightings" where he was evaluating the Mach kernel. Those who had access to Steve was very very full of themselves and only a few made it into Silicon Valley on his wings. The rest of us made it in on our own merit laughing at the Steve Jobs groupies.

That summer was a strange balance of a campus job, playing volleyball, off and on with a cute girl that had no ambition in life but to settle down and have babies (left her over that) and sneaking my way into any campus electronics research lab that would not kick me out. Designed, laid out and stuffed my first printed circuit board that summer along with a few strange nights at a film rep. house.

It also let me know the other side of the mountain. From there, I was determined to never live in the Pittsburgh region again since no one I knew from there has much ambition. Defiantly a turning point in my life.

Looking back, I made it. Now for a cute girl that wants to settle down and have babies. :)
 
I have been doing some research on the 80's, and been looking back at all the culture of the 80s, and it looked awesome to me. I wish I could have lived through that time.

Hate to burst your bubble, bro, but there wasn't anything special about the 80's beyond what we made it.

The date you mentioned, I was just about to turn 17, living in southern California, had some great friends, and I was a month away from an enormous life change (moving away). But what made that time special to me was who I was and what I was doing; not what the year on the calendar said.

The music is still around, if you like to listen to it. I listen to mostly 60's and 70's stuff, although I would never pine to have lived through those times. My life wouldn't have been all that different; I would still have been in school, I still would have had friends, and my stepdad would still have retired at the height of my joy and move us to a place I didn't want to live in.

Nothing wrong with having an appreciation for what happened before you came along. It may sound like life in general was different then, but your life in particular wouldn't have been much different, just as mine wouldn't have been had I grown up in an earlier time.
 
I was waiting for my parents to meet, get married, conceive me, and then have me on the 24th of January, 1991.
 
Still had 2 days of school left in the year. I was in 6th grade that year, so I can guarantee you I was running home to catch the tail end of He-man/She-Ra, and waiting for Transformers, Thundercats, and Silverhawks to come on (in that order).

BL.

I had wrapped up 6th grade, started off summer vacation, and my birthday was the next day! I probably went out and worked with the show pigs in the morning and the cattle in the evening - the 4-H fair was a bit more then a month away. The rest of the day would have been spent cleaning barns and grinding feed.

I have been doing some research on the 80's, and been looking back at all the culture of the 80s, and it looked awesome to me. I wish I could have lived through that time.

I once told my grandmother that I wish I had lived in the 1920's (when she was a teenager). She got the weirdest look on her face and asked, "Why?!?" I guess it's all perspective. When you live it, you take the good with the bad. I saw the hope and glamor - she saw the upcoming Great Depression. When you peer back through the window of history, you only get the highlight reel. For the Challenger disaster, the start of Desert Storm, or 9/11, I remember where I was and what I was doing. I can put those events into context of how I felt and the reactions of others. But JFK or Apollo 11? I wasn't born. I know they were important, but it's really tough to put those events into the context of everyday life.

And trust me - there was just as much bad music in the 80's as there is today!
 
Googling reveals this was a Wednesday.

I was probably taking final exams at my high school for my junior year. We generally didn't finish classes (in PA at least) until the second week of June. My graduation was held on June 3, 1987, as an example and the rest of the school still had classes for at least a few more days after we were gone. Now I live in Texas and schools here are out in early to mid May!

I was probably listening to the Fixx (Secret Seperation) or Julian Lennon (The Secret Value of Daydreaming) on tape as I had yet to get a CD player...my first I will have purchased in New York City at a Crazy Eddie's on 3rd Ave before the summer is over.

My computer was an Atari 130XE at that point and I would likely be playing "Seven Cities of Gold", "Ghostbusters" or "Crusade in Europe" and snatching up really cheap cartridges and accessories at our local Boscov's department store in Wilkes-Barre, PA since the Atari 4-bit computers were waning in popularity. I believe I bought the trackball controller for $10! Made for awesome games of Missle Command and Centipede.

I was also probably getting assaulted daily on Mtv by ads for the Amnesty International Conspiracy of Hope concert they would be airing on June 15th. These ads showing up amid airings of the Monkees and Saturday night airings of 'The Young Ones'. :) They were trying, I think, to duplicate the feeling and excitement of Live Aid one year earlier. They did give us a Police reunion and a pretty cool U2 performance...although not to last year's level. Bono singing 'Invisible Sun' with Sting and the Police is a favorite to this day, despite Bono repeating the lyric that Sting had just sung. :D
 
Quite a range of ages here at macrumors. A lot of people younger than I would have guessed too born in the 90's. Wow.... lol

I was 7 years old and no doubt being precocious in elementary school somewhere.... :cool:
 
When I think of the 80s I think of the "me generation" and glam/heavy metal. But here's the music from the charts in 1986.

1986

Billboard Top 10

  1. Addicted To Love - Robert Palmer
  2. Danger Zone - Kenny Loggins
  3. Take Me Home Tonight - Eddie Money
  4. Stuck With You - Huey Lewis & The News
  5. Sara - Starship
  6. Venus - Bananarama
  7. When The Going Gets Tough, The Tough Get Going - Billy Ocean
  8. Burning Heart - Survivor
  9. Kyrie - Mr. Mister
  10. Walk Like An Egyptian - Bangles
Top Albums

  • 5150 - Van Halen
  • Promise - Sade
  • The Broadway Album - Barbra Streisand
  • Welcome to the Real World - Mr. Mister
  • Whitney Houston - Whitney Houston
  • Winner in You - Patti Labelle

EDIT: I don't even know most of these songs or albums and I was alive in the 80s.
 
It was a Wednesday... I was in public school, probably day dreaming about my summer trip to expo '86 in Vancouver.
 
Summer vacation... 8 y.o. probably playing with legos or star wars or something like that. maybe down at the local swimming place.
 
I would have been coming towards the end of my second year of comprehensive school. Take your pick from any four of the following possible lessons:-

Maths, English, French, German, Physics, Chemistry, Biology, History, Geography, Art, Wood/Metalwork, Games, Music, R.E.

Then I probably went home, drank a coffee with two sugars and a spoonful of powered milk (yeah I know, bleurgh!, how the hell did I like that?), walked around the house for an hour or so in my underpants much to my mother's disgust, then did my homework, got dressed and went out for a bit. Unless there was something decent on telly or I decided to play a musical instrument or computer games instead.

And despite being 13 at that point I don't think I'd discovered masturbation yet, so there wouldn't have been any of that :p
 
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