rememberwhen

Get lost in an age where bobby socks and poodle skirts were all the rage, being cool meant driving a cadillac and a class ring around your neck meant a promise of a steady Saturday night date. Take a trip back in time where the kids of Cornell High get some valuable lessons in the ways of life and love at the last sock hop of the year.

"What I wouldn't give to get next to Natalie,"Brian's eyes lit up at the sight of her entrance into the transformed gym of crepe paper and scattered shoes.
"Bri'. She's very taken in case you didn't notice,"Nick pointed out to the obvious reason for her being at the dance."Al will pound your face into the ground if he so much as catches you looking at his girl. Remember she wears a ring around her neck and might I add it's not yours,"Nick slid his hand through his greased back hair. He wiped it on the plaid shirt with khaki slacks to complete the set.
"She'd be so worth it,"Brian mooned over the sight of her at the sway of her gray poodle skirt as it rustled with petticoats and a tight little pink sweater invited every red blooded American male to look her way.
"What's going on boys?"their friend Kevin laid his hand upon each of their shoulders."The man with platters is gonna start spinning some soon so have you found a fine young lady to snuggle up to yet tonight?"
"Brian here wants something he can't have,"Nick stated.
"If your talking about that angel in the tight pink sweater Brian , you may as well forget living,"he shook his head.
"Check it out Al. Mr. I've lettered in everything has got an eye for Natalie,"Howard, Al's friend nudged as they returned to their dates.
"You and the letterman got something going there Nat?"Al handed her the paper cup full of punch referring to Brian's white letter sweater lined in the school colors of purple and gold.
"No. Doesn't this mean anything to you?"she held the large silver ring with a gold starburst stone in the middle of it up to him.
"Just making sure. He seems to have a sweet tooth for you my little earth angel,"he softly kissed her making sure Brian noticed.
"Does he always have to do that every time a guy so much as looks at her Howie?"his girlfriend Amy straightened her boyfriend's jacket collar.
"Do what?"
"He gets all possessive of her like she's an object or somethin' you know,"she popped the bubble she was blowing with her own mouth.
"She loves it Amy. It's a little game they play and it pushes Al right over the edge and straight into her arms whether he likes to admit it or not. So we gonna dance or what?"he inquired as the first song's notes drowned out the chattering throughout the large room
"Sure."
"End of subject about them?"he took her hand leading her from the bleachers leading her onto the floor.
"Yes."