Your 18 Again and you’ve just been paid , plus it’s Saturday night , what would you be doing and where would you be going

What a fun question! I would be getting into my best friend's little orange (truly... orange!) car and we'd hit the mall for new makeup and the bookstore... then we'd go cruising 'round and 'round town to see if there's anyone we knew so we could pull over and chatter the hours away. :giggle:
 

I lead a boring life. Actually did not get first job until 19, It was at a catalog showroom store called Century. You would go in, look at a selection of display items. Look through a catalog and order. We would get the item from the back room and bring it out to you. Did not go out much, so stayed at home a lot
 
Well, I wouldn't have just gotten paid because I was away at school. My paycheck would have been money saved from the summer job I had to pay for my books and other expenses. If we weren't going to a concert on Saturday night, then my friends and I would just hang around and party on campus, or we'd go bowling. It was cheap entertainment. Afterwards, we'd get a burger and fries.
 
Your 18 Again and you’ve just been paid , plus it’s Saturday night , what would you be doing and where would you be going
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Hmmm, I was 18 from June 1970 through June '71, so that puts me in the Army at Ft. Eustis,Va. We would probably leave the base and pick up the evening's drinks and drive into Norfolk or Virginia Beach. If there was a rock concert going on, say at the College of William & Mary, we would head for Williamsburg.
 
I was in the Army, either on some cleaning detail, picking up cigarette butts whether you smoked or not, or preparing for yet another inspection of which there were many. Yes, protecting my country, or the country stationed in, meant keeping it squeaky clean :coffee:. Don't misunderstand, I'm proud of the time I spent in the U.S. Army and leaving it just a little cleaner than I found it :).
 
Probably stopping on the way home from work to get milk, bread, and baloney.

Depends on the time of year. I married in June. Before then, I'd probably be taking my fiance out somewhere; probly dinner and a movie. Then I'd drive us out to Folsom Lake to neck, then I'd take her home, and then I'd go home. We lived with our parents.

And Sunday morning, I'd drive out to the rental house we had on hold with a whopping $50 deposit to work on it. Before we moved in I dug out the weeds and seeded the lawn - it was summer, but the yard was shady and my fingers were crossed - fixed the fence, painted the interior, replaced a window, and refinished the kitchen cabinets. For that, the landlord held it for 3 months.
 
At 18, I would be going into town with friends in the evening, Moving from one night club to another. Night clubs that were only open to over 21 year old’s, and with me never being asked for I.D. Then later going home from those clubs at 2am, and on the odd occasion waking up in someone’s garden as the sun came up, not entirely being sure how I got there.

Those were the days!
 
Pepper said:
Either plotting with my SDS friends or tripping with my hippie friends. Sometimes there was a crossover. I was excited to be alive.

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Music a part of both!
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I was so straight, not only did I never toke or trip, I didn't even drink alcohol until I was 24 or 5, over a year after I divorced. And even then I had to be ...mm, conservative, I guess you'd say, because I had 3 little kids. Maud was only 9 months old when Shelly took off for Texas with the neighbor guy.
 
With friends at one of the local pubs/disco where we would spend the night dancing and flirting. The father of one of my friends had a people carrier type van so he would pick us up and drop us home safely afterwards. If only we could always be eighteen on a Saturday night :)
 
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