I saw a photo of me from ‘79 and I was thin and powerful and had short punk rock hair and form fitting straight leg jeans and my package was terrifying. I was aghast. I went to work dressed like that, went everywhere. We all did. Those were just typical pants of the time. That’s how we dressed. That’s what we looked like. I can’t imagine how we put anything in our pockets. That was the tail end of the seventies. But the Reagan Revolution loomed, not that we could imagine it then, a decade of repression and forced modesty and loose slacks and no genitalia at all.