Friday, February 22, 2013
This is the front window to the Stevens Avenue Congregational Church. In my formative years it was memorable for two reasons. Once at their annual auction, Leo got a double bed for a bid of 22¢. We lugged it to his house, and he actually set it up and slept on it that night. Amazing! The second incident leads one to ask the question: how does one go from a introvert to an extrovert almost over night? The first teen dance that I ever attended was in the basement rec center of this church. All the guys were pretty excited that Friday night. Me? Something was up in my stomach. I wanted to be a part of it, but I really had no idea what I was in for. Venturing down the stairs, we were met with lots of members of the opposite sex in dresses, like it was a real big deal. I was probably dressed in jeans and a clean t-shirt. As you can see I had no real idea what this night was all about. We headed for the punch bowl, and tried to look sophisticated and cool, sort of our version of 'rebel without a cause'. A couple of the gang broke with 'the plan' and went over and started talking to a couple of the girls. They actually were smiling! Leo and Skip both looked like they were ready to move to the dance floor. Good grief! What was happening? My teen world seemed to be spinning a bit out of control. That was when it dawned on me that I was in way over my head. I made an excuse, ran upstairs and headed home in the darkness. I was embarrassed. I wasn't ready for that. At least not yet. Did I actually think that the naive introvert would survive the night and have fun? I'll never forget that night. Ever! These days, this extrovert would just love to travel back for a second chance at that night and those gals in their pretty, pink dresses.
But as they say, sometimes you only get one shot.
This was one of those nights!