Disco and rock and roll of our era thumped in the background as we nibbled on buffet food and sipped country club cocktails. Some of us cut a rug on the dance floor not caring about our mature age and let our hair down. The clicks were gone and the jocks were not noticed but the so-called nerds now seemed to rule the world.
Saying goodbye at the end of the night of laughing and chatting left me with an appetite. Thank goodness for the 24 hour Jennie's Diner where we reflected while devouring dippy eggs and crunchy bacon.