Dancin’ in the Street

Imagine. Summer, 1967. Saturday night. Four gals crammed into a beat-up Ford Falcon with the top down. No one’s got a date tonight, but no one cares. Just as the sun is setting, we pull into the drive-in window and order four Big Boy cheeseburgers, two orders of fries, and four large vanilla Cokes. We turn the dial to KDKA, Pittsburgh and sing along with Martha and the Vandellas – “Everybody’s Dancin’ in the Street”. The wind rushes through our hair as we cruise down Baum Boulevard, and we laugh. It’s a perfect moment.

 Category: Robin's Nest

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