Will be turning the big 50 in December.
But I remember as if it were yesterday wearing a halter top, Puka Shells around my neck with my extra large bell bottoms on looking like a "FOX" at Peter Framptons concert singing out loud "DO YOU, YOU! da da da da da dah....FEEL LIKE I DO!!!" (Oh I've got to go get my CD out now thanks)
I died and went to heaven listening to his squak box sing as I blissfully laid in the hot sun (Day on the Green, Oakland, CA May 1975)
Before Frampton came out I rocked out to a new group called Fleetwood Mac singing Rhiannion, and a one hit wonder singer named Gary Wright "Oooh OOOOh Dream Weaver!"
Oh yeah keep asking my age, now I know what it's like when my Grandparents used to talk & talk about them good old days.
I catch myself doing it, and for a brief moment, you get to relive your life.Thanks for asking about our age.
ASk more questions. Grandma loves to relive her youth. I had a good life, I was a good kid, never a problem for my folks.
But I'd love to live the 1970's all over again, I sure would. Life was good back then as a teenager.