Young slip of a
woman, I guess with her sister, also about 5’ tall and maybe 99 pounds, turned
around before the concert to chat with us. She asked if we were going to dance
during concert. I said probably not.
She then said she
hoped we wouldn’t be upset if she danced. She said they had been to a Steely
Dan concert a long time ago, back when she was in her early twenties. I had
been guessing she had not yet entered her twenties, but you know how us old
people are.
She continued with
her story. She had danced at Steely Dan and the old couple behind them had
gotten upset because she was dancing.
We told her to
dance as the spirit moved her. Just don’t call us old people.
Last night when
we got home, my shoulder AND my feet hurt. We too danced all through the
concert, as did the entire audience, of mostly young, very energetic folks. Guess
we really are old people.
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