Seniors' Halloween Fun

By Betty Dean Holmes

Rod said at the seniors Halloween party he was a dancing fool.

He danced up and down the aisles with an assortment of ladies. But the very best was a lady who uses a walker. She wore a headband with an Indian feather and a beige fringed tunic. 

Rod got her up on her feet, and held her so they could dance. The smile on her face warmed my heart. I don't suppose she dared to dream she would ever dance again. 

I saw lots of wonderful costumes. There were several devils, a couple of cats, a wonderful Batman, cowboys, several witches, of which I was one. I turned my cane into a witch's broom, using a fringed brown paper bag.

There were several gypsies, an Army guy, and I can't remember all the others.

Oh, yes, one fellow had a long black T-shirt with a road drawn down the middle. The road was Route 1 and had appropriate cars, trucks, and buildings on it. The cars were tinier than matchbox size.

The Senior Tones sang "Sixteen Candles" in honor of Tom's 87th birthday. Then we all sang, "Happy Birthday."

Marilyn danced till her feet hurt and she finally took off her shoes. We had a grand time, both those of us who danced and those of us who did not. Howie's "Senior Tones" music was great and perfect music for dancing, and sometimes, everyone sang along.

And the party started with a wonderful buffet. What a lovely treat.