Just a weekend now and then can be restorative. Pick a year. Any year. 1740s-1780s is good. Those people become your other family. Watch them grow up, marry and have children and watch those children have children... Its hard to leave either side. Luggage piles up. Can you choose the time to just stay or is it decided for you when there's no going back....
Soda shoppe floats, cherry coke, jukebox songs Time Machine takes me to good times rolling taps on heels slide across floors classic records replay ‘I’ll out of coins. Sharron , strut your stuff sweep me off the floor love the Hand Jive. Perfect score.
They sure do! 60s 70s especially ... then I lost track of contemporary and headed over to Mozart and Bach. Representing a serious transition in more than one way.
YEs. A big part of my life. I am the last one standing. Still want to go back to see the rest of the village folk. Crossing fingers for at least one more this year.
.. ‘ghost pale lipstick y’say.. th hell ? 🦎🏴☠️
Yes. Cool teenaged girls in 1958 wore white lipstick. It was ghastly.
I really love how your writing transports me to the dance floor! 😊
Rock on, Elle! I'm with YOU!
Just a weekend now and then can be restorative. Pick a year. Any year. 1740s-1780s is good. Those people become your other family. Watch them grow up, marry and have children and watch those children have children... Its hard to leave either side. Luggage piles up. Can you choose the time to just stay or is it decided for you when there's no going back....
US Revolutionary Era re-enactments. You have been taking part in that world for, what? Fifty years?
Where is that jukebox?
Why? You going somewhere?
Which would you choose, 1970s?
Who wouldn't want a do-over? Definitely, the 1970s.
Soda shoppe floats, cherry coke, jukebox songs Time Machine takes me to good times rolling taps on heels slide across floors classic records replay ‘I’ll out of coins. Sharron , strut your stuff sweep me off the floor love the Hand Jive. Perfect score.
I'm hep to the jive, Daddy-O. ha ha ha! Thanks for reading, Richard!
Thanks for taking me back… good memories ….
You that old, Wade? This was all fiction to me... I couldn't possibly be old enough to have this as a memory. Could I?
I would stay, too.
Just a fresh start, David! Couldn't hurt.
Fun fun fun! 💃🕺
Memoir or fiction? Awww, who cares?1 Ha ha ha
I fondly remember those juke boxes and 1958. It was a good year for music and other things.
Ummm... exactly what other things, Janice? Like making out in the back seat of an old Buick? Oh wait a minute... was that me? No, couldn't have been.
I'll never tell!
A jukebox makes a good time machine. Most of our youthful memories have a soundtrack.
They sure do! 60s 70s especially ... then I lost track of contemporary and headed over to Mozart and Bach. Representing a serious transition in more than one way.
Bach is my favorite.
I want that jukebox! Great story device you used, Sharron
Thank you,Terry. What number would you punch on the old jukebox? Let me guess: B9
Spencer Davis Group Gimme Some Lovin 1967?
How could you have known??! 1967 was a great year for music. 1968 too (Time of the season) and 1964 *She's not there)
YEs. A big part of my life. I am the last one standing. Still want to go back to see the rest of the village folk. Crossing fingers for at least one more this year.
I hope you make it, Kate! Keep your canvas dry! Your flintlocks primed! Live free or die!
"Those were the days, my friend!"
Wow, Sharron. That pretty much says it all. Every generation says the same thing. Dig that crazy hand jive.
Where/when would the jukebox take you, I wonder? I am guessing 1930s, Jimmy Rodgers blue yodel...
LOVED this story - and the song - and the video..... *happy sigh*
Justin presents inspired prompts! Thank, Rebecca.
Lovely story, Sharron. Thank you for always shouting out Fifties by the Fire. 🙏