The commotion generated by Y2K was thunderous, but it remained one of the quietest New Years Eves that Lisa and I ever spent – and the last we spent together. Entering the new year, we were full of optimism for our life together. We had been comfortably settled in our new house for several months following our wedding, and had just hosted the first Christmas ever within its walls. Y2K seemed like a joke to me. (At right is the ‘me’ around the turn of the century - not too exciting, is it?)
I was working at the Dorothy Lane Kroger at the time and many of our potential Y2K information systems issues had been tackled by the company. Customers loaded up on water, canned food, and beer and cigarettes. What they thought would happen is still not clear to me…maybe that we would launch a nuclear warhead against ourselves due to a computer malfunction from the 99′s rolling over into 00′s.
Lisa and I chose to spend New Years Eve with her friend Jen, a gal that she worked with. Her ‘party’ was extremely small and I think by the time the New Year rolled around it may have just been the three of us. Lisa and I went out to stare at the stars and possible nuclear blast and kissed to welcome in the New Year.
We went home and emptied the bathtub full of water. This was the only precaution we bothered to take and we even did this with a sense of why are we doing this? We entered the new millenium with the promise of a bright future…
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