In Spring of 1993 I took a job working at Jonathon's in UConn's Student Union every Friday night from 6:00pm until closing (around 1:00am). My first night there as I looked over the lines of people waiting for food or just socializing, Richard Marx's "Endless Summer Nights" kept playing in my head. The following week in a similar scene Go West's "King of Wishful Thinking" did the same. One night I noticed a girl being carried around on a guy's back. At first due to their comfortable behavior concerning their surroundings I assumed they were older than me but when I thought about it, I figured that given that I was 21 at the time, the odds of this being true was only 25%.