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Picture this: 7 year old Liz - permed hair, and silver teeth, in a blue and white striped 1 piece swimsuit (that gave me quite the interesting striped tan line). I jump out of the pool, adjust my swimsuit and wipe off the excess water from my hair. I look around, notice I am being filmed, look into the camera dead on, give a passionate full-body shimmy, turn right around and cannon ball back into the pool…and then overlayed is the long intro to Where the Streets Have No Name.

This childhood memory at our community pool, is locked in the Choo Family archive of home videos and is one that I now automatically associate with U2. My family’s love for U2 started with our cousin Michael. He was a huge U2 fan, and even developed this style of singing that is eerily close to Bono. Being that Michael was like an older brother to my brothers, Richard and Paul took a liking to U2, and it trickled down from there. It was so perfect that for our latest Family Day O’Fun - a tradition the cousins started so we could hang out together often - we tailgated and went to the U2 concert. Hearing Where the Streets Have No Name, Sunday Bloody Sunday, Mysterious Ways, Zooropa and other old U2 at the concert brought me back to my childhood memories like the one above.

Needless to say, the concert was a ridiculously unique time. If I could be so cheesey, it was an experience of my lifetime and was so appropriately spent with the fam.

Me and my brohams in front of our canopy/tailgate setup

The spread - definitely need a table next time

Waiting in the pit for the show to start with our honorary family member - Baby Bear (Sewon not pictured)