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Hey, my grandparents also met at the dance halls in the 1930’s. Hold that Tiger, the Peabody, etc. dances were all the rage back then. When my grandfather proposed to her he said he loves to travel so my grandmother thought ooh la la she will be going places overseas (dreaming of Paris, Rome …) Nope! His idea of “traveling” was taken the subway train into NYC and watching the planes take off at LaGuardia and had lunch “airport food”. 🤣 One time in the 1960’s he did adventure out of his zip code and drove her down the east coast to Miami. When he stopped for gas he asked the attendant where am I? He heard in a southern accent “Pee Dee, SC” and there were no normal indoor plumbing bathrooms … only an out house. 😂 My poor grandmother had to wait until they got to “Pedro’s South of the Border”.
Hey, I used to faithfully watch Happy Days and Laverne & Shirley … does that count? And I also want to take part in the jitterbug dance contests … I just need a few lessons first. 😉 So can you let me in thee club house?