IT'S INTERESTING what one can find while rummaging through boxes of old photos. Interesting and nostalgic beyond belief. So now, travel with me back to June 1964, to the Bellevue-Stratford Hotel in Philadelphia, where some unbelievably lucky (although they probably didn't appreciate it at the time) young people were taking part in the upper-crust social life of the day. This was about two years before the youth revolution of the mid-'60s, and the debutante season was still a very big deal in some circles. It was a carefree time, in which we danced the night away and thought not a bit about what might be waiting for us around the corner.
Even though it seems a million years ago in another country -- and maybe a different dimension or a different planet -- I'm grateful to have been a part of it.
And, I wonder where those lovely lassies are now....
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That tux is either very shiny or vry threadbare. I think its the same one I wore five years later...
I think I must have been about the tenth owner of that tux.
Well, Clem, when Tuxedo cat caught a glimpse of you and the beauties he said MeWOW.
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