Sock Hop

When I was a teen, every Friday nightwe had a sock hop
at the gym. We would get my dads car and my brother
and I would go. The boys always wore white starched
shirts with turned up collar and a DA hair cut. The
girls in their full skirts and four or five crinolins
underneath to make the skirt stand out. We had a
couple of teachers there and they played the music.
Everybody put their names on their favorite 45's and
provided our music. We had such fun dancing all the
latest dances in our sock. The bleachers were full of
everybodys shoes. About eleven o'clock everyone would
pick up their music and go home. On night my brother
left with a friend of his. I was stranded. I had to go
home with my teacher and call my dad for someone to
come pick me up. Man did he get in trouble. Almost
messed me up about going to the dances. If I remember
correctly, My dad took me for a while and picked me
up. But that was how we dated those days if we
couldn't drive. We met at the movies on Saturday and
the sock hop on Friday. Once when...