I remember the war years, the Star Wars years. Back in my FON days when I was working with the Hombres de Negro (Guille, Juantxo and Aitor), I used to watch these new generation kids praising 70s icons like Darth Vader or Kiss. Hey, I lived Star Wars. I went to see it in the movie theater in 1977, before my girlfriend was even born. I remember the whole Star Wars craze, everyone in the streets sporting space age fashion, and my childhood thirst for the action figures and accessories (some of which I still have today). I even went to a Kiss Dynasty tour concert in 1979.
Just to put it all into prospective, my old Star Wars sheets have survived . . . twenty-nine years later.