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Predictions for 1979
FOUND by Benjamin
in San Diego, CA
I had purchased an entertainment center at a garage sale and this this photo was stuffed in the back of one the cabinets.
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We collect FOUND stuff: love letters, birthday cards, kids' homework,
to-do lists, ticket stubs, poetry on napkins, telephone bills, doodles -
anything that gives a glimpse into someone
else's life. Anything goes...
I'm pretty sure my grandma had that exact couch. I'd think this might be her house in the picture if everyone's grandma didn't have that couch at some point...
1979: The best year of my life
I loved 1979! Started my senior year in high school, making plans for college and not a care in the world. Life got more complicated every year thereafter. Let's go back to 1979, Fooch!
Minus the glasses, I would have found that guy good-lookin' in 1979.
Agreed. Most of my formative prenatal weeks were in 1979!
Crikeys! 1979? If some one told me I'd be starting a job then and would still have the same job 30 years later, I'd tell them they were nuts. They might be nuts, but they'd also be prophetic and correct.
Somebody shoot me, please!
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My prim-and-proper granny sent her armchair to be reupholstered back in the 70's and it came back with this fabric on it. For some reason I guess she must have gone by price, not chosen the fabric herself. She was amazed and not terribly pleased with it.
Where I live now, they don't understand the concept of "sofa" as "a comfortable place to sit or lie down." To them it's a status symbol, seldom used unless you have company. Ergo all sofas are poorly made and uncomfortable; either they are at such an angle that you can't get up once you sit down, or they are hard, with right angles in all the wrong places.
My life took an unexpected turn in 79. But it led to 82, when I discovered how to be happy.
Deal me in.
isco. Sadly, for some, it wasn't really fully dead. Every night they watched television; the most popular shows touting themselves as "Ripped from today's headlin
Forget the couch. Check the sneakers. If I am correct, this guy is wearing the Adidas sneakers I remember fondly from the seventies. My grandmother used to take me to Woolworths to get the knockoffs. Of course, I had no idea they weren't the real deal while she made me try them on and walk in the aisles with the plastic connectors still attached. Great photo.
1979 was my senior year of high school. Can't say it was the time of my life.
My friend's parents (as did everybody's) had this exact basement, couch, rug, cat (I think that's a cat on the couch), paneling. Check out that vintage National Enquirer! It's not even in color. There also looks to be a tobacco ad on the back for Raleigh Lights. Ahh, an un-PC world.
My prediction for 1979 is that people will no longer find torsos on their couches that look like they couldn't possibly be connected to pairs of incredibly long legs leaning on the front edge of the same couches.
Also ... I predict that black and white cats will sit un-noticed on couches, shedding quietly while people sit nearby reading newspapers.
I'm pretty sure my grandmother in law still has that couch.
The only thing I could predict in '79 is that I was going to watch Superfriends on Sat.
This was my favorite place to sit while lounging at the Regal Beagle
I want to know what's in the purple box by his thigh? Was he snacking on raisin bran? I wish I could tell who is in the photo on the front page. Is that Donnie and Marie?
really looks like Froot Loops.
Dad?
LOL Jennifer!
1979...the year after high school graduation.
Now my son is that age.
What a trip
Purple box looks like Sociables crackers, the standard snack of the 70s (esp. with CheezWhiz)!
That's probably the only pussy that couch has ever seen.
What's the white fog across the window?
Everyone was the same in the 70s. Same stupid couch and all.
I love this photo! I wonder what the entertainment center looked like? I bet it's oak.
At least the paintings on the wall are not arranged in a downward-sloping angle, but instead they are grouped together in straight rows. Rather unusual, because most people used to angle them, which I never liked. I think they are original paintings done by a family member.
I bet this guy now has no hair on his head at all, and he probably sports a well-trimmed gray beard and mustache, just around the mouth and chin, which looks very becoming nowadays on men in their 50s.
"Hey man! Get this! It says disco will be dead, there will be an oil crisis, and my bell-bottoms and hair will be out of style! These National Enquirer Predictions for 1979 really trip me out!"
Ted wasn't really reading the predictions because he only trusted his psychic girlfriend. He turned to the section on cats and floral couches.
...Dad?
Only, I guess if it's Jennifer's dad it can't be mine, but...
Uncanny resemblance.
I predict that soon dark fake wood panelling will be O.U.T. - out!
Hey, I was right!
@ Me in the cold, cloudy day -
It's ectoplasm from the lamp! Augh!
If anyone ever asks me anything about the 70s I tell them I was only around for two weeks of it, so I was fortunate not to have to go through it. Although Kermit Fog does have a point about the formative prenatal thing.
@staring in disbelief.. maybe Jennifer is your sister. Many people have siblings they don't know about, and some they will never know about.
"...and then in thirty years' time a company called American Apparel will make a fortune recycling the very same disco fashion ideas."
"...new films to look out for in 1979 include releases from Woody Allen..."
Ahhh, the good old National Enquirer. The untold story (or at least the unimaginable version.)
What was the name of their resident psychic? Jeanne Someone, who supposedly foretold the Kennedy assassination, but of course we only heard about it afterwards.
Because enquiring minds want to know....
I think that purple box is full of Girl Scout cookies. That's the only purple I think it matches.
I wonder the reference to Raleigh is for? Sports maybe?
We had that paneling in my house when I was a little girl. Thankfully it's long gone.
That cloud is probably cigarette smoke, when people smoked guilt free.
Ok, that looks like Simon & Garfunkel on the cover. What were they doing in 1978???
@stuck in super glue: Yes!!! I agree, it has to be Girl Scout cookies.
Stuck in Superglue, I thought GS cookies, too, but the purple boxes are Samoas (or Caramel DeLites, depending on which baker has baked them), and I could be mistaken but I don't think they had those in 1979. (can't find specifics with typical rudimentary search- not important enough to claim a third of my day)
The Raleigh ad is for cigarettes. IIRC many of those ads had a sports/leisure/outdoor theme to them.
I predict he didn't amount to anything in life.
I'm going with Hall and Oates on the cover of the paper, but I'm more interested in the look on the guys's face. He's pretending he's too engrossed in the news to notice that he's being photographed, but he's smiling... just a little... like he's flattered someone wants to capture him there. Makes me wonder who took the picture and why it didn't wind up in a shoe box with all the others.
Guess I better see if I can find that damned couch, since it goes so well with the ugly 1970s paneling I STILL HAVE IN MY HOUSE *sigh*
My husband's gonna have to have those glasses, too. To complete the effect.
Also, it hurts my head that the red blanket is the only color in that photo other than brown.
Brown couch, brown rag rug, brown walls, brown carpet, brown shoes, brown shirt, brown picture frames, brown lamp, BROWN LENSES in his glasses.
*eye twitch*
This photo is Found Gold.