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By Pam Drake


Early in the morning before the store opens, the young women who work there crank up the music. I ring in and start dancing down the aisle to clock in at the front of the store. Tori looks at me and begins to laugh. Then she starts dancing with me. Yep, I might be 67, but I can still dance.


Sometimes I think it shocks our children and grandchildren that we danced rock and roll long before they were born. We danced to The Beatles and Beach Boys. We swayed with The Mamas and The Papas. Mick Jagger rocked us out of high school with I Can’t Get No Satisfaction. We could twist, we could rock, we definitely could roll. So what is the surprise that we still love that type of music and still have our groove!?


On the weekends, we sat in front of the TV and watched American Bandstand. A world of music and the faces that went with it became part of our lives. I remember once in high school we went to Dayton for the local version of American Bandstand. It was exciting to know that TV cameras were rolling while we danced. We wore our bobby socks and straight skirts. Hair was teased into submission and our lips were bright red. It was the ’60s and the beginning of what our grandkids dance to today.


I think perhaps were have lived during the most exciting time in music history. We grew up on our parents’ music. Then came that music of our older siblings. Pat Boone, Andy Williams, the crooners and the Patsy Cline and Ricky Nelson. Elvis Presley took music to a new level. The Supremes. Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons. Gladys Knight and Pips. The Temptations. We came in on a wave of new music.


There were songs that meant a lot to each of us. Our first steps into the future were greeted with songs by Bob Dylan, Pete Seeger, Joan Baez, Judy Collins and many more asking for peace not war. John Lennon wrote Imagine that has be proclaimed as one of the greatest songs of all time. It was a time of rebellion in our music as well as in our lives. A time of deciding just who you wanted to be.


When my kids were growing up, I made it a point to listen to their music. I sang along with them. Now I listen to those my granddaughters enjoy. I try to find out about the singers in order to show them that Grammy can be pretty cool. Grammy really does care. I still love the Golden Oldies, because they remind me of special times in my life. Perhaps a dance and a special boy. Perhaps a time when there was a loss. More times than not, they remind me of laughter and days gone by.


I remember my mom dancing the Charleston well into her later years. A big smile would cross her face, and I could see the girl she was long before. She was an inspiration. I want to be an inspiration, too. I plan to keep my groove until I can groove no more. Indeed Grammy has her groove.


Pam Drake is a former resident of Darke County and is the author of Neff Road and A Grandparent’s Voice blog. She can be reached at pamldrake@gmail.com. Viewpoints expressed in these opinion pieces are the work of the author. The Daily Advocate does not endorse these viewpoints or the independent activities of the author.


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