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Carol Perkins: 'What was I thinking?'
Recalling High School escapades and a trip to Lebanon, to Club 68, writer says: My children likely didn't tell me about their risky adventures and when we become parents, sometimes we keep our 'dangerous situations' a secret. Our children often find us boring, stale, and old fogies. Thank goodness most of us escaped life's escapades without scars and look back saying, 'What was I thinking?'
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By Carol Perkins
Even though a fan of all types of music, I have a special place for the DOO-WOP Ditties of the early 60's. When a few of my friends and I went to Lebanon, Kentucky to see the Monarch's, I knew I would be transported back to "my day."
The Monarch's have continued their music, with two of the original members, for over fifty-five years. I had never seen them before Saturday night, but certainly knew who they were. Based out of Louisville, they were "big" in the 60's, and their music still lives. "Look Homeward Angel" is one all of you near my age will know.
The two original members told stories of playing in Lebanon back when the city's notorious clubs were Club 68 and The Horseshoe. Many of you spent Saturday nights at one or both of these places, hoping to avoid trouble and escape your parents finding out. Good music and lots of dancing came with the price of a few rowdy fellows breaking bottles and instigating fights. Lebanon was also known for its other colorful enterprises.
I was at Club 68 twice in my life. Once when I was in high school a group of us, having heard about the club, visited our friend at Campbellsville College for the weekend with the purpose of going to this "teen club" as we described it to our parents. Honestly, we were so naive we were clueless. The music was good and so was the dancing. Nobody got out of hand, and I wondered what had given this place a bad name.
When I was a freshman in college, a group of us dressed up in our finery and went to Club 68 for New Year's Eve. Although we were smart enough (we thought) to take a couple of guy friends with us, we were not smart enough to realize they would be no use to us as soon as they found "new" girls in the crowd. The place was packed, but my friend Judy's dad knew the owner and had arranged for us to have a table. (We didn't know he was also going to watch out for us.) As the night wore on, so did the "excitement," and as we sat at our table looking every bit the school girls we were, we wondered what the strike of midnight would bring. The "law" kept things under control on the inside, but around the premises was another story. That was my last trip to Club 68.
The Monarch's put on a wonderful show, and we laughed as they told tales about driving a used hearse for a bus and getting stranded when it broke down after a long night performing at the Horseshoe (too dangerous for any of us girls to enter). Their tales led us to remember our own on the drive back home.
My children likely didn't tell me about their risky adventures and when we become parents, sometimes we keep our "dangerous situations" a secret. Our children often find us boring, stale, and old fogie. Thank goodness most of us escaped life's escapades without scars and look back saying, "What was I thinking?"
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