A freedom of choice week. What should I choose? Let’s go back to August 1986. I am 26 years old, working in lower Manhattan, living in an apartment in Brooklyn (with a horrible roommate, I hate her), and Drew and I are planning our wedding. Ronald Reagan is President. Clint Eastwood has been elected Mayor of Carmel. Margaret Thatcher is PM of the UK. Earlier this year we dealt with the Challenger disaster and Chernobyl. The NY Mets are playing well, they’re probably going to the World Series. Top movies this summer include Top Gun, Aliens, The Fly, and The Karate Kid Part II. At home we are watching The Cosby Show (little did we know…), Family Ties, The Golden Girls, Cheers, and Murder, She Wrote. And the music? All our favorites were on mTV. Sigh …40 years …