Dancin' Fools
by Doris Miller
When we were young, all those 50 plus years ago, our group went dancing every Saturday night at the Caroline, Wisconsin ballroom. Russ and I met at a free show/dance while he was on leave from the Marine Corps. Two years of dating, and dancing followed by a marriage that lasted 50 years.
Life intervened, five children and Holstein Dairy cows and for the next 35 years we seldom danced except maybe at a wedding.
Finally the children were grown and off on their own, the cows went down the road and we were free to again go dancing.
No. 42, January 2008
Now it is a once a week jam session where any musician can bring his instrument and try and play polka, waltz, and fox trot dance music for all us senior citizens who can still try and dance. It is not pretty. But we persist, scamper, bob, sway across the wooden floor.
Once a month, our Jolly Mixers Club holds a dance with a good hired orchestra. 150 folks crowd the floor, and after 3 hours eat a huge lunch, before staggering home to await the next week's dance.
copyright 2008, Russell and Delores Miller
Here is a picture of Russ and Delores, the Dancing Fools.
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