Monday, March 11, 2013


One summer evening before ninth grade, a neighborhood boy came over so we could listen to records.  Parents imposed ground rules:  all doors leading to the living room must remain open; no dimming of lights; and, he had to leave by 9PM.  We danced the jitterbug -  had a great time - but when cheek-to-cheek dancing commenced, Daddy decided it was "time to call it a night."

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