Dad sure was full of life. At 73 years young he was still out picking them up and knocking them down. He and my mother went out dancing multiple nights of the week. Some weeks it was every night. They spent a lifetime dancing together like perfect partners. As a child I remember the two of them clogging to that tune "Popcorn". We were off in some family type dance hall with lots of other folks including little kids out there cutting up the parquet. I gotta say I was a bit jealous of those kids too. I would have loved to learn all that and got out there but we still had a good time. I suppose those evenings are where I first picked up my interest in dance and in music. That Popcorn song is infectious.
I remember my brother David drawing some designs for their square dancing outfits too. I think it was Big Cuss and Little Cuss. David had these cartoon characters he used in various places including art competitions, cartoon strips, and of course my parents dancing outfits. The combo I remember was Dad in brown pants and a yellow western style button down with brown trimmed "Big Cuss" while Mom wore one of those big fluffy skirts. It was yellow too with brown trimmed cartoon character "Little Cuss". There has to be some pictures of that somewhere.
Of course that was just one of the many genres of dancing that they found themselves dominating. As of lately it was the line dancing and some two step sorts at local shindigs and clubs. I sure miss all that and could have never put a value on it back then. I didn't even understand how significant it wound become. I guess like all the best known art work was not valued so much until the artist was gone. My Dad was always priceless to us but now taking inventory of our lives with him makes his life that much more immeasurable.
Dancing, motorcycles, and rocket science......oh my. There is so much to share!
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