The people's voice of reason
The people's voice of reason
1979 had a lot going on. The Iran hostage crisis. Three Mile Island. The Soviets moving into Afghanistan. But most people weren't living inside the headlines. They were loading the coal furnace before school, sitting on the stoop with the cousins, and trying to talk their mom into a Kiss cake for their birthday.
This is that 1979. The one that lived in shoeboxes, glove compartments, and the back of somebody's junk drawer. The trucker in the cowboy hat, the bingo woman with a stack of cards, the kid who dressed as a water heater for Halloween because nobody told him he couldn't. Forty-six years later, it still looks pretty good from here.
The swim cap stayed on for lunch, which tells you everything about whose rules were in effect that summer.
She found a solution.
Alien came out in May of 1979, and somebody's dad went straight to the garage and got to work. It landed at #7 on our list of the 50 best movies of the 1970s.
The shirt is doing a lot of explaining, the tapestry asks more questions than it answers, and the guy in the Hawaiian shirt has fully made peace with wherever the night is going.
Nobody told him to do this, nobody asked him to do this, and judging by the commitment to the costume, nobody could have talked him out of it either.
The Strip is wide open, the cars are moving, and Eddie Money, Cher, and Judy Collins are up on the billboards watching it all go by like gods who never have to merge.
The mattress was already there. That's all the permission you need.
He's a super guy, he's lost, and he's got the glasses to make both of those things your problem.
The instructions are just suggestions, but he's reading them anyway, just to be sure.
Five kids, one dog, and a backyard big enough to get lost in — which was exactly the point.
I think it's safe to say that she's loving it.
Also, while you're here, you should check out our nostalgic list of 20 discontinued McDonald's menu items you'll never see again.
The cab is his office, the highway is his commute, and he has absolutely no interest in your opinion about either.
Mom caught it, mom's thrilled about it, and the kids have already decided they're not eating tonight.
A Kiss cake in teal and pink frosting, made from scratch by your mom. Thirteen never felt so good.
The peacock chair was the right call. She knew exactly what she was doing.
"He kept us kids grooving with P-Funk, soul, and the occasional disco mixtape blasting from his boombox :) Simpler days."
The smile says he believed it, and honestly, the trumpet backs him up.
The hair, the stare, the I Love Raleigh shirt — she was not to be messed with.
She came to shoot the band and forgot all about the camera.
"Brace finally off, but still had my retainer. Puka shell necklace, check. Box chain necklace, check. Beaded earrings, check. Cool glasses, check."
Billy was smiling, which tells you something about Billy.
The dog wanted in on the photo, one kid wanted no part of it, and the stoop held everyone together anyway.
Two mustaches, two boutonnieres, and a combined level of confidence that could flatten a small building.
He wore plaid pants to the candlelit lobster dinner, and she let it happen, which is its own kind of love.
Midtown in July, everyone melting into their suits, and she rolled in like the summer had a spokesperson.
Bologna for $1.09, cooked ham for 99 cents, and one pay phone holding the whole night together.
Four guys in cowboy hats sitting on the bumpers of cars, waiting on a customer who hasn't decided to show up yet, in a parking lot that goes on forever.
I bet if you asked him, though, he'd tell you exactly where everything is.
A whole stack of cards, a look that says she has been one number away from winning for thirty years, and absolutely no intention of leaving until that changes.
There's a lot to love about this photo, but I can't take my eyes off that vintage Pepsi vending machine.
Before the school bus, before breakfast, somebody had to keep the house from freezing. This was that somebody.
Four kids who treated the AV room like a kingdom, and were absolutely right to.
End of a long day, cold can in hand, somebody saying something that might be true and might not be, and nobody in any particular hurry to find out which.
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