Is there an age or year of your life you would re-live?
Easy to answer… Sophomore year in high school… 1968… Seminary… The music was great. The bonding was even greater… One night we wanted to escape to Manitowoc Wisconsin… We went to the radio station WOMT and ask them to play the song we gotta get out of this place by the animals… We then went to big boy restaurant and with our transistor… We heard the song… And then hitchhiked back to the seminary… And it was only a year later… That I got a part-time job at that same radio station… 
For me it probably was the summer of 1975. I had graduated High School, and my enlistment in the U.S. Navy was deferred until October. I was working in a metal shop doing odd jobs. Learned a lot about a lot from the workers. Steady money in my pocket and no brains between my ears. Weekends were having fun with my buddies and dancing with girls in the local bars. Took two weeks off to go camping with a friend. Had a great time until I went to bootcamp. Eventhough boot was difficult, I made the best of it and by luck was home for Christmas that year.
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