When my parents were young, they went to house dances. The couple hosting the dance would remove the furniture from the living room, prepare a few snacks and start up the record player---78's, what else? The kids were always included; nobody hired baby-sitters in those days. If we wound down before midnight, we'd flop on the bed and snooze among the coats until the folks carried us to the car. It was exciting if the dance was at our house---kids to play with, special treats, no bedtime. Life was so much simpler in the 1940's.
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