I would enter 8th grade that fall . My brother drove a Duster and worked the overnight shift on the flightline at McGuire Air Force Base . Sometimes in the early morning he 'd talk in his sleep , dreaming he was still at work and presumably hungry , because Tina and I could always get him to talking by mentioning cheeseburgers . It was also the summer that I discovered Prince .
Question: What might I always associate with entering my 8th grade year ?
The answer to the above question:


It was the first time I ever heard of one particular musical genius who wore purple .