Anyone else remember the Bicentennial?

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48. Very much!

On July 4th, I went with some friends to see Elton John live at an outdoor concert near Boston.

I spent Election Night at a small hotel in Borås, Sweden, watching the election of Jimmy Carter and Fritz Mondale, a little apprehensive at how it was closer than I would have liked. I had been at my job nearly a year and a half, and they were already sending me all over the globe. Since my dad had been a Washington DC print journalist since before I was born, at age 24, I was already a lifelong political junkie, and after Nixon, it was vital for me that the Republicans lose the White House, even though I had to admit I liked Gerry Ford on a personal basis. My dad knew both Nixon and Mondale well, but was not familiar with Carter until he took office. He never introduced me to Nixon (probably why I lived to old age), but Mondale was just a prince of a guy.