1996 was not a good year.

TWA Flight 800 went down.
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The Atlanta Olympics were hit with an explosion.

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The US had to choose between Bob Dole and Bill Clinton.

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Tupac was shot dead.

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Fewer than 40 million people were browsing the Internet with Netscape.

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Apple was failing so bad they had to bring Steve Jobs back.

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Kathy Lee Gifford found out her clothes were made in sweat-shops.

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The Fresh Prince, Ren & Simpy all left television for good.

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Alanis Morissette seemed somewhat relevant.

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I think we can sum up our ambivalence about 1996 by reminding ourselves that it was known as “The Year of the Macarena.”

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However, 1996 has at least one incredibly redeeming quality to it. That is the year my beloved bride, Kathryn, decided to marry me, 19 years ago today.

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Thanks for rescuing me, babe, and 1996 in the process!

Love,

Dave

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