Friday, March 25th, landed me in Danville singing at Diablo Lodge for their happy hour! As usual, it was filled with fun, bright-eyed seniors who were ready for wine, treats and entertainment. I arrived about 15 minutes before the show to set up my equipment and say hello to the audience. I walked the room after everything was set to give my personal greetings. I was amazed at how many women were commenting on my skirt! It's just a cotton skirt, cream-colored, with brown polka-dots, flared out around the bottom. One woman actually commented that she wished my zipper would break and it would fall off so she could scoop it up and run for her room! She exclaimed, "I want your skirt!" That certainly made me laugh and put me in a joyous mood for the show.
At 3:00 pm the wine started to pour and I began to sing. The activity director was on hand to make sure everyone who wanted to dance had a partner. One of the residents, a gentleman in a wheelchair, had his daughter visiting. She graciously shared her kindness by dancing with two other gentlemen who used walkers to maneuver. She allowed them to brace themselves on her and she very gently moved to the beat while they followed. When I see acts of kindness like this while I'm singing it's difficult to not weep with emotion. All in all it was a successful happy hour.
At 4:00 pm the show ended with a rousing song called, "Papa Loves Mambo". I walked the room again to share my thanks for coming out for the show. I loved it that the ladies were all talking about my skirt again! The best comment came from a woman who seemed quite sophisticated and with one arched eyebrow raised told me she thought the skirt seemed very "youthful" for me! She's right! I'm getting up there in age indeed! However, God-willing I'll be wearing polka-dot skirts until I'm carried away to the Pearly Gates!
At 3:00 pm the wine started to pour and I began to sing. The activity director was on hand to make sure everyone who wanted to dance had a partner. One of the residents, a gentleman in a wheelchair, had his daughter visiting. She graciously shared her kindness by dancing with two other gentlemen who used walkers to maneuver. She allowed them to brace themselves on her and she very gently moved to the beat while they followed. When I see acts of kindness like this while I'm singing it's difficult to not weep with emotion. All in all it was a successful happy hour.
At 4:00 pm the show ended with a rousing song called, "Papa Loves Mambo". I walked the room again to share my thanks for coming out for the show. I loved it that the ladies were all talking about my skirt again! The best comment came from a woman who seemed quite sophisticated and with one arched eyebrow raised told me she thought the skirt seemed very "youthful" for me! She's right! I'm getting up there in age indeed! However, God-willing I'll be wearing polka-dot skirts until I'm carried away to the Pearly Gates!
