I suppose it is time to start thinking about it. Spring is upon us in a couple of months.The best I remember it didn’t cross my mind until the first of June. It was in the schedule of events on the blackboard.
Girls, hmmm. Most around home were just out of luck. I don’t think more than two or three guys took anyone. That was because we didn’t have transportation. But back to girls.:) As I said no transportation and that meant getting there the best way you could. Taking a girl meant walking. No girls lived near home. Lets see there were the Clinch River chics, The valley dolls,(Sugar Grove), and of course Dickey Valley. That was the wrong direction though, added miles. I would have had to leave Thursday afternoon. One of my buddies older brother took a car load of us then picked us up.
Any way we all arrived at the high school gym on time and spent some time standing around talking and played a few organized games. We ogled the unavailable, thought about dancing with some others and wound up doing the Chicken Reel with whom ever fell in line beside us.
All in all fun was had by all. Four of the guys did a quartet version of That Good Old Mountain Dew and our class secretary played The Sabre Dance on the piano.
I guess It wasn’t a prom at all. As we were leaving I noticed the Banner in the front of the gym read, Senior Fun Night.
What the heck is a Chicken Reel? You’re definitely going to have to demonstrate that one next time I see you.