Ok - wanted to add another peep to the list of peeps I'm seeking - Norman Betts from UNT 1994 - was a RTVF major - lost him in the shuffle - one thing to say "My cans, my precious antique cans!"

My first concert was Depeche Mode 1988 at Six Flags in Dallas, Texas – the Music for the Masses tour. My friend Karen and I went with my sister, Kim. I screamed myself hoarse, danced like a madwoman and wore my favorite black Debbie-Gibson-ish hat. I was so in LOVE with Martin Gore.

After the show Karen and I rode the parachute and while waiting for my sister and her boyfriend to meet us we met two guys...SIGH – they were the perfect post-Depeche Mode concert guys to meet – tall, lanky and totally new wave. Steven, my guy, (curly blond hair just like Martin) and I talked and talked while Karen made out with HIS friend. He wrote his phone number on my arm in lipstick...

My sis was pissed...she and her boyfriend were fighting ‘cause they had been walking around in circles for an hour looking for us. She still doesn’t believe I didn’t ditch her...