Everything Old is New Again

The First Dance


My granddaughter came to me all excited. She was going to her first boy-girl dance. At fourteen it was a big deal. When I was in school they were called sock-hops. Yes you took off your shoes at the door because the dance was held on the gym floor and street shoes were not allowed. We didn't wear tennis shoes then. I made the misnomer of asking her if it was a sock -hop? The puzzling look answered my question. I at once counted with a I am old and senile and don't know what I am saying sometimes. She went on to tell me she was going dress shopping with her parents and was real excited about going. She brought it home only to have her grandmother on her other side re-design it so as not to show too much. Her parents were one of the chaperons and relayed to me the events of the night. It was like I stepped back in time. All the boys stood on one side of the dance floor and all the girls on the other. Sometime one of the boys would venture to the other side and ask a girl to dance. Sometimes they danced a few dances sometimes just one dance. The night ended just as it started, boys on one side girls on the other. My experience was much the same. I remember dancing only two dances both slow. I still can't listen to the song Mr.Lonley by Bobby Vinton without thinking of that night. I am not stupid I know within a year or two things will change. High School brings out the worst in many kids. I think about that and it scares me. I don't like "innocents lost", but I remember when I was in school. Thinking back I was just as bad. I wanted to stay in a hotel on Prom night. I wanted to be all grown up. Drinking and doing what I wanted. Kids today are much the same it is just I am older and know what the out-come will be. The kids today look different and dance different, but so did we. I liked the Beatles and the Stones. I sympathized with the Hippy's. Life is still the same it just looks different.

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mckbirdbks 5 years ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

What a great story. 'Sock hops', I'd be afraid to say that. Thanks for telling such a warm tale. And yes change is coming fast, as High School looms.


marellen 5 years ago

I remember all to well the dances I attended. Sock-hops for sure. You bought back memories and not to worry, your granddaughter sounds like she has wonderful role models.


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alzel127 5 years ago from Indiana Author

Thanks for the comments the event brought back memories I thought long forgotten


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b. Malin 5 years ago

Well I could certainly relate to your Hub Alzel, and dancing in Socks and as girls, we cried over certain songs and boys...The world is different today, but I'm sure your Granddaughter knows how to handle herself... and will make some mistakes (we all did) along the way. Enjoyed your HUb Alzel.


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WillStarr 5 years ago from Phoenix, Arizona

Great memories. My sock-hop days were during the late fifties, and yes, on the basketball court!


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Fossillady 5 years ago from Saugatuck Michigan

I agree, (somewhat) life is just the same only it looks different! It's so different in many ways...check out my 50's hub, the innocence for kids has been striped from them and that is the biggest difference from when we grew up! I used to have that 45 "Mr Lonely"!! Must have listened to it a thousand times, the melody is going through my head right now...can't get it out! Best of luck to your granddaughter!


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Rodric29 4 years ago from Phoenix, Arizona

My son went to his first school dance last Friday. He is 14, and I was so afraid something would happen. I suppose I figured he would come back a father of three!

He and his friends dance in a group the whole night. I have to say that I was disappointed he did not dance with a girl at least once, but one step at a time. Thanks for sharing your family and experience.


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alzel127 4 years ago from Indiana Author

Your welcome. You sound like the perfect father for you son.

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