When I was in 11th grade, I liked a boy who loved U2.
As 16-year-old girls are prone to do, I lied to gain his favor, told him I liked them too.
I then raided my brother's CD collection and, to my pleasant surprise, found out I actually did like them. A LOT.
As the years passed, I developed a raging crush on Bono...his charisma, his smile, his sensitivity and compassion all proved irresistible.
I bought the ZOO TV Live concert on VHS and watched it over and over and over.
I paid $75 for floor "seats" to see them at Soldier Field in 1997 with my college roommate. I took the train to Chicago by myself to meet up with her, nearly giving my mother a life-threatening panic attack.
That night was one of the most magical I had ever experienced.
On Monday, I went to Detroit with Chris, Philip and James to see U2 3D at the Henry Ford Museum's IMAX theatre.
Amazing.
Surreal.
Magnificent.
Second only to a personal concert in my living room.
See it, U2 fans.
You won't be sorry.
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