Where were you at the age of 25?

T'was 1985.
I was Married (of 2 years) - with a one year old daughter. I had just started working 'for the man' - (and still there a keeping records) Living in a two-bedroomed flat on the outskirts of the city with picturesque views of the countryside beside the local Airport. I drove (my first car - an Austin Morris) parked across the road, near to a pedestrian crossing that was next to a Church - (witch I did not frequent) I was listening to the fading sound of 'New Romantics' playing on the radio, I was in good fitness participating in/of the sport of football (soccer for all you across the pond) and life was so promising.
Alas - time, events and consequences have seen change - and despite the addition of a second daughter, the later loss of marriage partner sees me in more melancholy mood - and muse However, such experiences have allowed me a more qualified view of life and = "Seize the day" is a more than apt review Ah well, "C'est la vie"

 

it was 1975 - I was out of the Army for 2 yrs (69-73)- -back home since 72---
In 75 ,I was trying to get my head together all over The Bronx with hard drugs,,,,it wasnt a good time...I dont wanna get into now--but>>
Eventually I went west ,,,landing in Huntington Beach, Ca... a rehab ,some sunshine, and real good people were the right mix.--

Its been said" IF you remember the ’60s, you probably weren’t there." That may be a funny qoute,,but not really true-

It was a decade of change..its hard enuff to change your own behavoir after doing things a certain way for many years- - Think how hard it was for this country ,all of us, to change with the times...
."The times were a changing ,but collectively, we couldnt handle it.-- with more going on then I could mention here ,,,, the highs of NASA,s successful moon landing- to the lows > race riots on the streets of our cities - - We chugged on...- the tidal wave that was the 60,s was so powerful, so big, that we needed to borrow a few yrs from the 70,s------

People like to remember the good stuff... but believe me by the end of the decade their was "a bad moon on the rise"- -,,Nixon kept the war(1970) going, publicly announcing we were sending fighters over Cambodia-(not to escalate the war he said ,but to protect American sanctuaries on the border (the border being the Ho-Chi-Minh trail )>
110,000 tons of bombs were dropped during a 14-month period through April 1970.
The end of the decade also brought us Altamont,,Manson,and Kent State(70,s) - the 60,s really coundnt end without closure. In my opinion ,that closure came on August 9th,,1974 when Richard Nixon resigned(it was just the 40 yr anniversary)

I guess I could've put this in a different thread...but once I started I kept going.--

love
jjack

 

I was making a second run at college. It flopped.

 

1977. I had just finished a 6 year stretch in the army. I moved back to Calif. from No. Carolina, raised my 2 sons,me and my wife moved to a mountain 4000ft, up. It was nice when we moved here in "93". Now it's gone to hell like everywhere else. Now me and my better half are trying to get to Oregon to start again. (We see our lives as constant). GET ME THE HELL OUT OF HERE !!!!!!!

 

Bigger? Girl or Sailboat?

 

1979, I was a flying instructor in the air force. I also knew I was a Buddhist and a hippie, and that, fun though it was to fly jets, being a soldier wasn't right livelihood and I wasn't going to stay when my contract was up.

 

At the age of 25 my former husband and I were buying our first home, which I still live in.

I was a stay-at-home-mom with a son who was 3 years old, and I was pregnant with my daughter.

Not much has changed, to the casual eye.

 

I was in Austin, Texas having the time of my life. I was undergoing PRIMAL THERAPY. The apartment complexes in Austin back then had " clothing optional " swimming pools. All the beaches in the area were nude beaches. Austin has very large U of Texas at Austin = very many beautiful young women showing off EVERYTHING bare naked. It was the best time I ever had. This was back in the 1970s. I have no idea what Austin is like today but have heard reports it is still a fun place to live as in REAL FUN. ...Oscar

 

i don't see any connection between the op and the title of the thread. when this happens i generally go with the thread title, as they generally seem easier to understand. or misunderstand as the case may be.

the year i turned 25, would have been 1973. that was the year i got a lot of overtime, working for the railroad,
when the bombs (destined to kill people in viet nam and cambodia) blew up in the rail yard in roseville california, instead.

overtime which came from working nearly round the clock, for more then a week. at the end of which i took an unauthorized day off to recover.
as a result of which i was asked to quit.

like any young idiot, rather then participating in the union/management tribunal over the situation,
i grabbed my nice fat check and what i had in the bank, turned it into traveller's checks,
and bought one of those all you can ride for two months bus tickets they had in those days.

there were so many places i wanted to see, and hadn't yet.
by the end of the year, i was living in seattle, unemployed, but owning a small boat, harboured in lake union, on which i lived.

 

its one of the messed up ones that didnt survive the forum conversion

post #4 is actually the original post

 

It was 1976 and I was going through a divorce, doing session work at recording studios, and raising two kids alone. Not a fun year for me, but it got better.