I don't remember a heck of a whole lot about that year.
I turned 16, quite school, and was into the herb pretty heavy.
I was working my first professional job. Cleaning out animal pens with
a high pressure water hose at an animal laboratory.
my first 'professional' job - other than being a paperboy - was re-stocking the beverage cooler and mopping up for a nice chaldean family-owned party store. for $2.25 an hour. they canned me when their kid came home from college for the summer and needed a job. that was the only time i've ever been 'let go.' well, the pizza and wings place turned out to be much more fun anyway.