Across the road from a cola bottle made of lights, I sat with a little darlin’ who captured my attention several years before. She was made for me lovely, bodacious as they come, and ready to rock the night away – in my dreams. In reality, we’d crossed 7 decades a few days earlier and held hands as we slowly moved our way through the ear-piercing sound of a Las Vegas night. One last vacation with my baby? I had begged for it.
My heart danced.
You might believe loud music, Las Vegas Cover Bands, and the brilliant lights of the Sunset Strip are made for youth, but I’m telling you, this boomer is rockin’ the socks off his darlin’ with every single dance step. I love me some Las Vegas dancing. And I’d begged for this trip.
As we strolled the strip, hand in hand, she promised me forever. … Read More