The gang here at in my retirement community, with walkers and wheelchairs, wooden canes and leather shoes partied hardy into 2011. They hired a band that played all the good ol' tunes and the liquor flowed easy. Dancing, singing, laughing the night away, so I was told by several attendees. (This kid was fast asleep in her lift chair.)
And I wonder, if I live to be their age, and I seriously doubt I will, shall I look forward to a DJ playing "I Want to Rock with You," by Michael Jackson and lots of disco? Party like it's 1979? Will we decorate with a disco ball? Will the room be filled with mary jane? Hmmm, I remember 1980 and it was a harsh year for me.
Back to the happy people--I heard some inappropriate flirting went on and some very romantic couple dancing. Maybe next year I will feel like a party and join the ruckus. (Tables were everywhere the next day! Looked like fun broke loose.) I am told no one from management attended...so anything goes (went)!!
Luckily, most were home by 9pm, midnight in NYC, in time to watch "the ball drop." And I got my NYC New Year kiss---isn't that all that matters?
***1930--The end of the Roaring Twenties, D H Lawrence died, Harvey Milk and Joanne Woodward were born, Hoover was president, Gandhi began his civil disobedience movement, and the first cow was milked on a plane.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
And They Partied Like it Was 1929
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The gang here at in my retirement community, with walkers and wheelchairs, wooden canes and leather shoes partied hardy into 2011. They hired a band that played all the good ol' tunes and the liquor flowed easy. Dancing, singing, laughing the night away, so I was told by several attendees. (This kid was fast asleep in her lift chair.)
And I wonder, if I live to be their age, and I seriously doubt I will, shall I look forward to a DJ playing "I Want to Rock with You," by Michael Jackson and lots of disco? Party like it's 1979? Will we decorate with a disco ball? Will the room be filled with mary jane? Hmmm, I remember 1980 and it was a harsh year for me.
Back to the happy people--I heard some inappropriate flirting went on and some very romantic couple dancing. Maybe next year I will feel like a party and join the ruckus. (Tables were everywhere the next day! Looked like fun broke loose.) I am told no one from management attended...so anything goes (went)!!
Luckily, most were home by 9pm, midnight in NYC, in time to watch "the ball drop." And I got my NYC New Year kiss---isn't that all that matters?
***1930--The end of the Roaring Twenties, D H Lawrence died, Harvey Milk and Joanne Woodward were born, Hoover was president, Gandhi began his civil disobedience movement, and the first cow was milked on a plane.
The gang here at in my retirement community, with walkers and wheelchairs, wooden canes and leather shoes partied hardy into 2011. They hired a band that played all the good ol' tunes and the liquor flowed easy. Dancing, singing, laughing the night away, so I was told by several attendees. (This kid was fast asleep in her lift chair.)
And I wonder, if I live to be their age, and I seriously doubt I will, shall I look forward to a DJ playing "I Want to Rock with You," by Michael Jackson and lots of disco? Party like it's 1979? Will we decorate with a disco ball? Will the room be filled with mary jane? Hmmm, I remember 1980 and it was a harsh year for me.
Back to the happy people--I heard some inappropriate flirting went on and some very romantic couple dancing. Maybe next year I will feel like a party and join the ruckus. (Tables were everywhere the next day! Looked like fun broke loose.) I am told no one from management attended...so anything goes (went)!!
Luckily, most were home by 9pm, midnight in NYC, in time to watch "the ball drop." And I got my NYC New Year kiss---isn't that all that matters?
***1930--The end of the Roaring Twenties, D H Lawrence died, Harvey Milk and Joanne Woodward were born, Hoover was president, Gandhi began his civil disobedience movement, and the first cow was milked on a plane.
The gang here at in my retirement community, with walkers and wheelchairs, wooden canes and leather shoes partied hardy into 2011. They hired a band that played all the good ol' tunes and the liquor flowed easy. Dancing, singing, laughing the night away, so I was told by several attendees. (This kid was fast asleep in her lift chair.)
And I wonder, if I live to be their age, and I seriously doubt I will, shall I look forward to a DJ playing "I Want to Rock with You," by Michael Jackson and lots of disco? Party like it's 1979? Will we decorate with a disco ball? Will the room be filled with mary jane? Hmmm, I remember 1980 and it was a harsh year for me.
Back to the happy people--I heard some inappropriate flirting went on and some very romantic couple dancing. Maybe next year I will feel like a party and join the ruckus. (Tables were everywhere the next day! Looked like fun broke loose.) I am told no one from management attended...so anything goes (went)!!
Luckily, most were home by 9pm, midnight in NYC, in time to watch "the ball drop." And I got my NYC New Year kiss---isn't that all that matters?
***1930--The end of the Roaring Twenties, D H Lawrence died, Harvey Milk and Joanne Woodward were born, Hoover was president, Gandhi began his civil disobedience movement, and the first cow was milked on a plane.
The gang here at in my retirement community, with walkers and wheelchairs, wooden canes and leather shoes partied hardy into 2011. They hired a band that played all the good ol' tunes and the liquor flowed easy. Dancing, singing, laughing the night away, so I was told by several attendees. (This kid was fast asleep in her lift chair.)
And I wonder, if I live to be their age, and I seriously doubt I will, shall I look forward to a DJ playing "I Want to Rock with You," by Michael Jackson and lots of disco? Party like it's 1979? Will we decorate with a disco ball? Will the room be filled with mary jane? Hmmm, I remember 1980 and it was a harsh year for me.
Back to the happy people--I heard some inappropriate flirting went on and some very romantic couple dancing. Maybe next year I will feel like a party and join the ruckus. (Tables were everywhere the next day! Looked like fun broke loose.) I am told no one from management attended...so anything goes (went)!!
Luckily, most were home by 9pm, midnight in NYC, in time to watch "the ball drop." And I got my NYC New Year kiss---isn't that all that matters?
***1930--The end of the Roaring Twenties, D H Lawrence died, Harvey Milk and Joanne Woodward were born, Hoover was president, Gandhi began his civil disobedience movement, and the first cow was milked on a plane.
The gang here at in my retirement community, with walkers and wheelchairs, wooden canes and leather shoes partied hardy into 2011. They hired a band that played all the good ol' tunes and the liquor flowed easy. Dancing, singing, laughing the night away, so I was told by several attendees. (This kid was fast asleep in her lift chair.)
And I wonder, if I live to be their age, and I seriously doubt I will, shall I look forward to a DJ playing "I Want to Rock with You," by Michael Jackson and lots of disco? Party like it's 1979? Will we decorate with a disco ball? Will the room be filled with mary jane? Hmmm, I remember 1980 and it was a harsh year for me.
Back to the happy people--I heard some inappropriate flirting went on and some very romantic couple dancing. Maybe next year I will feel like a party and join the ruckus. (Tables were everywhere the next day! Looked like fun broke loose.) I am told no one from management attended...so anything goes (went)!!
Luckily, most were home by 9pm, midnight in NYC, in time to watch "the ball drop." And I got my NYC New Year kiss---isn't that all that matters?
***1930--The end of the Roaring Twenties, D H Lawrence died, Harvey Milk and Joanne Woodward were born, Hoover was president, Gandhi began his civil disobedience movement, and the first cow was milked on a plane.
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