1971
Titled 'everything I need to know I learned in reform school'
It's basically true. Almost everything learned since has a tether to something learned that time.
You'd likely learn self reliance, self control, when to use what urge or ability and how, and how to 'read' people

2017. Five Cents Change. As in, turn on a dime and give you five cents change. Destruction and rehabilitation, ending in a new beginning.

The year after I was told my back would never heal from a car wreck. 2 days later I started yoga. Within 4 months I was landscaping full time, and 2 months after that, I fired my doctors. The title would be 'Fuck you! I'll be fine'

77 .... journey back in time

Glorious Beginning Title it is the story of my wonderful marriage and great children and grandchildren.

That's a tough one, especially since I already have a book about one of the most important years of my life. Maybe, though, another one about the year I graduated High School, had a kid, went to work in a factory, and attempted suicide. Could call it, "Gettin' Smacked Upside the Head by the Real World."

Every year has been special to me, for one reason or another...

Simple for me... I will give you my HS senior year, class of 72... "The Prince of Santurce". Or the sequel.... Summer 94-95 in Crete, Greece "The Adventures of Nighthawk and Creeper".

Very good question. I'm finding it difficult to choose a year. However, I'll settle with the year I became a mother to my daughter and then a few days after informing my mom, she died. That was a difficult and emotionally charged, -sad but brilliantly beautiful year. I would probably name it- 8 is Purple. (This references my synesthesia and represents the color of maternal, mature, but female backstory to the number 8 ). What about you my dear?

Name of book: So they called you stupid!
1971.... i joined the military. Best thing i could of done for myself....Why? If i hadnt joined i would of been drafted and put in infantry and got killed. I got my draft notice while i was in Thailand after i toured Vietnam. I was also trained as a welder which got me a industry job. Its just a chain reaction of opportunities after that. I was going no where as a grease monkey and fixing tires and pumping gas.

One year would be boring for my story...

must ponder.

It would be full of blank pages.