I was approaching the George Washington Bridge when my friend Lynn fired a text into the Shaun Squad group chat: “GET READY, PARTY PEOPLE!”My heart sank as the message piped through the car speakers in a robotic female voice. I dictated back: “OMG, Lynn, you better not be about to text something that’s going make me regret that I didn’t get my brows waxed for tonight.”“I am,” she replied. An hour later, I would be face to face with my original schoolgirl crush, Shaun Cassidy. Unruly eyebrows and all. His look — feathered hair, satin baseball jackets and skintight pants — launched a tsunami of adolescent hormones.

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Persons: George Washington, Lynn, Shaun, ”, Shaun Cassidy, — Organizations: George Washington Bridge, Hardy Boys