I lived the '80s and I left a big piece of my heart in that far era. I cried on front my TV, with my father, the long night between 9th and 10th November 1989 while a crowd of citizens of East Berlin passed over the wall. Tears, smiles, screaming...it was an unbelievable moment of the History! Winds of Change is still sculptured in my memory, together the bright eyes of my dad, passed away years ago. Now I am proud for my order of the box set. I love you, guys!