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86 was the year I met my husband. He was going to be my boss and I would be his lab assistant. When he arrived I seem to remember telling him to "get lost you spotty creep" but I could hear violins in the background and a booming voice saying " You will marry this man and you will have his children."
the '90s was the last decade and last part of the 20th century.Where did time go???