A NEW YEAR FOR THE BOOKS.
On New Year Eve (NYE) myself and 6 lady friends attended the New Years Dance at the Burlington Legion. As is my custom I will not use first names merely first initials, so, with that our group consisted of B., P., I., JA., K., JU., and of course yours truly D.
We assembled in the lobby of 4100 at 7:30 p.m. and bundled into 2 cars for the 15 min. trek to the Legion Hall. The tickets for this dance cost $20.00 ea. And you could bring your own munchies if you wished. We wished. JA. Brought a fruit dish, I. brought egg salad, P. brought a cake, B brought potato chips and nuts, and D brought Cauliflower Tots, (Tater Tots made with cauliflower instead of potatoes). When we arrived I noticed that everyone was seated at round tables but our table #3 was a long table which will have its’ part to play as the evening wore on.
The entertainment was provided by Ian MacDonald who is a Scotsman and a very good singer. He is a regular at the Legion. Anyway at around 10:00 p.m. I am sitting at the head of the table when it starts to move, I thought someone was pulling it so I grabbed my end only to sit there watching as the far end slowly collapses and everything slides off onto the floor. Fortunately, the cake that P had baked slid slowly off and land right side up on the floor. Everything else went flying with the glasses breaking and spilling peoples’ drinks. The Legion moved us to another table replaced the drinks but we were out of pocket for the food we had brought. The table leg had not been locked properly and it eventually gave way to gravity.
The next occurrence involved the call of nature. JA. Had to go to the washroom and somehow got misdirected and ended up locked outside the hall in the bitter cold with no coat on. No one really noticed at first and about an ½ hour later someone asked where she was and concerns were raised. A search party consisting of P. and I. was mounted and while they were looking around JA. made her way back inside very cold but none the worse for wear. Actually if it hadn’t been so cold outside it was rather comical depending on how you look at it. Mayhap this was a portent of the year to come. One can only hope it was a onetime happenstance.
With the exception of these two anomalies it was a most enjoyable evening. For the first time in 35 years I went to a New Year Dance and had a good time. At mid-night I got to hug and kiss all the ladies and that alone was worth it. In the past 3 ½ years I have met some really good people here at 4100 and in all honesty I am glad I moved here. All the friends I have made look out for one another as if it is the most natural thing to do. Yep! They are good people. One and All.