I woke up thinking about my long suffering grandmother, Elizabeth
Crowe, today. She taught me what basic domestic things and manners I
know. She also often told me family stories that gave me insight into
some of the culture of my clan. One time, sitting at her dining table at
lunch, she said "You might be surprised (and I was) but we (she and my
grandfather, Horace Crowe) used to have fun. We would have dance parties at the house.
There was a juke box where he worked and he would borrow it for the
night and bring it to the house. We took the rugs out of the living room
and moved the furniture out for a dance floor."
There
are no records of these fun events in photos or other written
descriptions that I know of but it makes me happy to picture my
grandparents having fun with friends at home while children were in
their rooms, hopefully sleeping but probably spying on adults sometimes too.
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