The year was
1972 and music was the language we shared, the voice of a generation, the words
that spoke from our hearts, the beat that came from our souls. Music was the invisible dividing line between
us and our parents. It was 1972, and Carly
Simon won a Grammy for Best New Artist of the Year, while Led Zeppelin released
an eight minute song called “Stairway to
Heaven”, which would go on to become the most requested song of all time on
radio stations from coast to coast.
Columbia Records signed a young, new artist from NJ, named Bruce
Springsteen, and Chuck Berry’s one and only number one hit, “My Ding-A-Ling”
hit the airwaves.
The number
one song of the year was Don McLean’s “American Pie” and we sang along, knowing
each and every word and discerning their meaning. John Lennon’s immigration visa expired in
1972 and he began his long and well publicized battle to remain a permanent US
resident.
On the big
screen, the landmark film Deliverance
told a shocking story about backwoods America, but The Godfather took home the
Academy Award for Best Picture. On the
small screen, All in the Family was
the number one show that year. Along
with the Meathead, Michael Stivic, we sneered at Archie Bunker’s bigotry while
we celebrated Norman Lear’s groundbreaking ability to bring controversial
issues into America’s living rooms for discussion.
Politics in
1972 were monumental. Our President,
Richard “Tricky Dick” Nixon was reviled by a rebellious generation, but his
legacy would include being the first U.S. President to visit China and the
U.S.S.R. 1972 was also the start of his
downfall as five burglars were charged with breaking into the Washington D.C. offices
of the Democratic National Committee, located in the Watergate Complex.
1972 also
brought us to tears as we mourned with the world when the Palestinian terrorist
group, the Black September Organization, kidnapped and massacred 11 Israeli
athletes during the Summer Olympics in West Germany.
Back home, fashion
continued to evolve in 1972, and men and women began to dress similarly,
combining mod style with the hippie look of the 60’s. The result was big shoes paired with bell
bottom jeans, work shirts, bandanas, tie dyed shirts and caftans. Ethnic prints were big, but hair was
not. Long, natural hair was the style for
both men and women and the Shag haircut fit both sexes equally well. African American men and women sported large,
round Afro cuts. Miniskirts gave way to
Maxi dresses and men’s dress shirts had big floppy collars. Capes were popular, and velvet, a fabric
previously reserved for special occasion dresses, was widely seen in both coats
and capes.
In sports
news, the Dallas Cowboys won Super Bowl VI in January of 1972, and the Bruins
took the Stanley Cup, while the Oakland A’s beat the Cincinnati Reds 4-3 in the
World Series.
Minimum wage
was only $1.60 per hour, but one hour’s wage could buy you almost three gallons
of gasoline. Cigarettes were 55 cents a
pack. The average U.S. Salary was only
$11, 859.00, which today would be very near to the 2012 Poverty Guideline for a
single person. You could buy a house for
less than $28,000, and a new car would have set you back by about $3,853.00.
We brought
up the rear of the Baby Boomer Generation, and as such we helped push a large
rock up a steep hill. Our generation was
part of the tectonic shift in the world that ripped a hole in all that had gone
before and changed every aspect of the known world: music,
culture, society, the workplace, fashion, family values, marriage, love, sex
and even war. What do we want? Peace!
When do we want it? Now!
It was 1972
and more than 700 of us stumbled out of the halls of Alfred G Berner H.S.,
blinking into the sunlight. We waved
goodbye to Zappaland and launched ourselves in a thousand ships that carried us
through the seas of adulthood: college,
work, relationships, families and responsibility. Although we traveled to the far corners of
the globe, we eventually washed up on the beaches of Facebook, where we are
together again in cyberspace.
I have
always felt lucky to have been born in 1954 and to have witnessed so many
exciting and interesting changes in the world.
I hold my high school graduating class in my heart with a special
fondness and affection and I am happy to have a forum to keep in touch and to
recall some of our fond memories and to get updates on what everyone is doing
now.
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will join me here by subscribing to this blog, and also by contributing to it
regularly. I will be sending out email
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fellow classmates will learn more about where your ship has docked along the
way.
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written by Carolyn Hammer
written by Carolyn Hammer