The ozone was dying, acid rain was our certain death, and holding hands across America was going to make us all okay.

Watching Smokey videos and going to assemblies.

Trapper Keepers, no uniforms, and Taurus station wagons.

The bigger your hair, the more popular you were.

Watching your teacher struggle to thread the projector.

Colored pencils exactly like this.

Schools all had this exact jungle gym.

Spending hours trying to get that perfect crimp, and totally frying your hair in the process.

Tight rolling your jeans.

This was a look.

You remember this exact smell.

Rubber bracelets!

Everybody had at least one of these.

Forever etched in your mind.

You had Kangaroo shoes.

Every boy had this bike.

These things that you could never find the match for.

THIS.

Trading these with your friends.

Combing through these with excitement.

Having to clean your shoes with this stuff.

Fun Dip!

We all smoked these on the playground.

Your arm nearly dying as you destroyed your pencil.

Napping during these lessons.

Oregon Trail.

Picking out the perfect lunchbox.

This just struck a chord.

Turtle day in gym class.

Endless Lisa Frank!

These Hacky Sacks!

What a real playground looks like.

Getting this thing in the mail.

The TV/Computer hook-up.