DO, SI, DO......SWING YOUR PARTNER.

     I was so happy to hear about the square dance over at Jamboree.  And about the free lessons.  
Even if you think you can square dance, I would advise taking the lessons...especially you guys.  It's not as easy as it looks.

 

     Years ago when my parents were first married, they ran a square dance place.  It was a covered pavillion by a lake.  
They only operated it on Friday and Saturday nights.  Mp Sunday dancing unless you were shouting and dancing i.  n church.

My Father was the caller and everyone claimed he was good.  My Mother loved to dance and she usually had no trouble finding a partner since she has heavy in the bosom.  My Father made more money selling Moonshine than from selling tickets for square dancing.  Lots

of guys would never get on the dance floor without a few swigs of home brew.  
But that's why you need those free lessons.

 

     Square dancing is fun...even if you don't know how.  But it's dangererous, too.  I would recommend two things for guys:

 

1.  Don't wear a felt or straw cowboy hat.  You might look good but they are very little protection when you are ready ro dance roward and bow to your partner.  i got a huge knot on my head bowing (or butting) to my partner.  She and I were both over enthusiastic.  She didn't get a knot...I think her bangs\

saved her.

 

2.  Wear a motorcyle helmet.

 

I have had two big square dance parties where we hired a square dance club to give lessons and a professional caller to send us around the floor.  My wife said no one would like it, but everyone who didn't get knots on their heads had a great time.

 

For a corporate party, we rented a big barn that had been built just for square dances.  One of my fondest and funniest memories was from the dance.  A guy who worked for me came and brought his wife who really didn't get out a lot (or drink a lot).  The two of them were in our group.  
After dancing for a while, we would have a rest and more instructions.  At one of the rest breaks,

my friend's wife sat down on an open window to have a cigarette.  No one else noticed but me, but

she fell out of the window backwards.  It wasn't a big fall; I saw her legs sticking up in the air but then

they disappeared.

 

When the music started, my friend turned to where his wife had been,  He was surprised that she was not there.  Then he looked to his left...no wife....then he looked on the floor...then he looked up on the ceiling.  I was laughing the whole time and pointing out the windown..  At that point, she was  getting\

herself up obviously wondering where she was and he was saying, " What are you doing out there."

 

I don't think she is coming to the Jamboree Dance.  In fact, I don't think she has ever square danced

again.

 

But you can grab a partner and do-si-do.