Remember 1975?

Perhaps this will jog your memory!

Donald Rumsfeld.

I was thinking this afternoon that if I had fallen off my bike in jr. high school and ended up in a coma and then awoke today...

Maybe one day, I'll get a brilliant, stupid idea, too.

when America finally left Vietnam to the Vietnamese.

My local team, the Golden State Warriors, won the NBA championship. ... Carlton Fisk's home run in the World Series ... "Welcome Back, Kotter" ... I turned 13 that year.

Among my memories of '75:

Schoolhouse Rock
The Shazam!/Isis Hour
The Six Million Dollar Man
The Bionic Woman
Captain Kool & The Kongs
Electro Woman and Dyna Girl
Land of the Lost
Dr. Shrinker
Hong Kong Phooey
Super Friends
Space: 1999
In the News
American Fries
Marathon Bars
Bicentennial Minutes
MCP (Male Chauvanist Pig)
WIN (Whip Inflation Now!)
All in the Family
Kolchak: The Night Stalker
Apple's Way
"Love Will Keep Us Together"
"Run Joey Run"
"Mr. Jaws"
"Sky High"
Wacky Packages
Mood rings
The Thrilla in Manila
KC & The Sunshine Band
That crying Indian guy in the anti-pollution ad
Benson & Hedges ads with broken cigarettes in the models' mouths

Do you remember a show called "Lidsville?" I just saw that a couple weeks ago on TV Land. I had forgotten about it, but it was about an alternate universe populated by hat people. And those producers still deny drug influences. But the show made me wish I had some weed.

I had a huge crush on Lindsay Wagner (Bionic Woman). I had forgotten about the Bicentennial Minute. I thought they were so cool the way they made you proud of the country's past yet at the same time gave you hope for the future.

And remember Pop Rocks candy that "exploded" in your mouth? And Zotz?

I was in ignorant bliss until about 1975 or '76. About that time I started getting interested in girls, and it's been downhill ever since.

working 2nd shift, racing down to the beach, for a few frenzied hours of last call partying and other stuff...

Seeing The National Lampoon Radio Show at the New Palladium as they were gearing up for Saturday Night Live....

Spending 2 weeks on a grand adventure, culminating with seeing the best live Grateful Dead show I ever saw at the Great American Music Hall in San Fransisco.

At the Cask and Fagon in Boston the night Fisk hit the home run.

Yeah, I remember 1975...

I was born in 1975, so my memories really don't start until 1977 or 1978. :)

Because I had reached adulthood by then and I never bought one of those things. And I never even knew anyone who bought one.

I figure that anyone who had a pet rock was an imbecile.

The things were like Chia Pets. You may never buy one but millions did. It was the perfect "stupid little gag gift" for someone when you had no better ideas.

Now Mood Rings on the other hand were very cool. At least until they decided to turn that funky shade of brown and never change again. I thought I was clinically depressed or something :)

I was 12 that year and had a pet rock (thought it was WAY cool too!), a mood ring and was "in love" with Peter Frampton and Elton John. :) I also had toe socks and wore terry cloth running shorts with my tube top.

"You gotta make a living using your mind." Remember "Office Space" and the "Jump to Conclusions" game?

I turned 18, legal drinking age next door in Kansas, though I'd turned professional long before, I was legal to consume all the 3.2 pisswater I could hold.
I was getting regular sex, always had reefer, a job, hell everthing was coming together.
That was the year that there was a steady supply of yellow microdot acid, two or four of those at two bucks a hit and you were set for twelve hours, great visuals and colors.
Damn, I wish I were 18 again.

I remember:
Crying
Pooping my pants
Trips to the park in my stroller
Crying when Alice Cooper was on the Muppet Show
That funny looking leaf on the Ice Cream Man's belt buckle
Great year, 1975.

wasn't born until 1978

I had just finished my first year of college, and had grown a beard. I had discovered beer and other entertaining substances. I had a cute girlfriend, a summer job, a car that ran, a place to crash. Next to no worries. God, I miss it all.

old enough to want to participate, but too young to do it legally, dammit! Didn't hit my groove until 1978 (which was another good year, but different from '75).

it was then that the party was officially over..

good times...

I was in the Navy stationed in Puerto Rico. Super bud down there at that time. Only 35 an ounce too for Columbian Redbud and Goldbud.

T-ball.
Funky patches to cover the holes in the knees of your jeans.
Family 'outings' to McDonald's and Dairy Queen.
Watching movies at the Geronimo Drive-In while wearing my pajamas.
A little boy crush on the 'Figurines' spokeslady.
The Hilarious House of Frightenstein.
Getting up early on Saturday mornings to go to the park.
Being the ace reader in the Reading Circle at school.
Getting pinched by my bossy older sister.
Donald Duck comic books.

Ah, those were the days!

i'm on the right in the "1" tshirt.