It’s that time again, and we’re about to head out for the evening. For today’s scavenger hunt, I was going to ask for a song from the year you were born. That’s a terrible challenge I wouldn’t even answer. Instead tell us about and link us to a song that had significance to you at a pivotal moment in your life. Mine’s after the break.
Picture it: Indianapolis, Summer 1988. A young girl has a license to drive and gigantic Oldsmobile at her periodic disposal. She’s the coolest girl at the 4H fair when she not only wins a Grand Champion ribbon for her burnt sugar lemon quick bread, she rolls up listening to this: (And holy tomato, this song is still awesome.)
I slow danced with some really cute boys to this song, as well.
Image Credit Mine was also an ’83, but it was gray and did not have that bitchin’ T-top. It did have a V8, and it would go a solid 95 MPH without shaking. Hypothetically, of course.