1985 and today

On Monday afternoon I was driving north on I-89.  I was heading back toward Stowe from a meeting in the southern part of the State.  It was a clear day, probably about 70 degrees, and the start of  fall foliage season.  My cruise control was set at 68 mph and my radio was tuned to the independent radio station.  They were playing a song from the 1980s.  It was that title track from the movie The Breakfast Club, Simple Minds’ Don’t You (Forget About Me).  As the song played and I could almost see Judd Nelson strutting off over the football field behind the school after getting the prom queen’s earring, thrusting his arm into the air in a hormone filled victory.  Classic.

As the song began to fade out and the DJ came back on the radio, the monotony of the road and the weather report began to take its effect.  My mind drifted back to 1985 as the radio slipped into 10 minutes of commercials. 

I was probably about 12 when I first saw the Breakfast Club.  At that time I really connected with the movie.   My teenage angst was emerging and their story was my story.  The characters were so real and the actor’s lived as I could only imagine.  As I grew older, my angst increased and my anger grew.  When I was 16 or 17 I had my first Saturday detention, but it was nothing like theirs.  There was no smoking pot in the library and I never did get to kiss the prom queen.  But at that time I was still alive with emotion, optimism, and self-righteousness.  

Twenty years later, here I am driving 68 mph in my economical Honda, cruise control set to keep the speed down.  No more detentions or speeding tickets for that matter.   As the more daring and reckless drivers passed me by, I wondered where did my angst go?  What happened to that edge of anger that surged through me as a young adult?  When did I slip into the world of the professional human services worker wearing the khakis and button down shirt every day?  

In the 1980s I felt alive; in 2013 I am searching for what it means to be human. When I was 16 it was so simple and the world was new and exciting.  Now that I am pushing 40, I question the meaning behind everything and strive to find the simplicity that will bring life back into the

 And sometimes, as I am filling out paperwork at my desk, looking at budgets and running numbers for grant reports, I sigh as I realize the passion has slipped from my life.





7 responses to “1985 and today

  • DougDoesLife

    Best movie ever! My teenage daughters love it too. It’s timeless…

  • araneus1

    My car was built in 1985 and ever time I get in it I will think of your angst.
    I too enjoy that movie as do my boys who are a bit younger than you, but not much.
    Hang in there……. it gets more interesting as it goes along……. or not.

    • Mark S

      Terry, Thanks for comment and great job keeping a 1985 car on the road. Is it old enough to be considered a classic?
      Thanks again for the support.

  • deborahkehoe

    But the passion has not slipped from your writing. You have talent! Keep it up.

    BTW I was in high school in 1985 and can remember raving about this movie to my parents and saying that it speaks to my generation. They just stared at me with a blank look on their faces. It’s nice to hear this movie, which I love, resonates with all teenagers, no matter the date they see it.

    • Mark S

      Thanks Deborah! It is a great movie. That whole block of movies with Molly Ringwald, Judd Nelson, and Emilio Estevez were so great at capturing the feeling of the times.

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