Nancy and I dug into some early "Granny’s
Notes" and decided that today we’d share a favorite
memory of another big snow a snowy New Year’s Eve
party in 1958.
The roads all over this part of the country were snow and ice
packed; our good friends Guy and Zee Bass couldn’t drive the
175 miles from Springfield for their annual New Year’s Eve
visit. Nancy and Walter E. were crushed, as we were, too. I
suggested that we drown our sorrows in a Pepsi and some leftover
"Let’s have our own New Year’s Eve Party,"
Nancy whispered as we cleared away the supper dishes. I agreed
but said it was up to her to do it. She pulled Walter E. into her
room, outlining the party plans.
Soon they brought decorated paper hats for us all, and gave us
each a paper cup for popcorn. There was to be a floor show right
in our living room.
Walter E. was draped in a tea towel in his role as the New
Year’s baby. He announced the evening’s events and
served the "champagne." Nancy wore a sign saying
"Song Leader" and was dressed in high heel pumps and
the bathroom curtain. Underneath she had on bright red shorts.
She wore that garb like a bosomless Marilyn Monroe in a mink
stole. Walter E. announced that there would be a cover charge of
2 cents and passed an ashtray to collect a total of 4 cents from
Songs for the floor show were original words to the tunes of
"Happy Birthday" and "Jesus Loves Me."
Following the music there was a drawing and I was chosen to
perform my lisping song. Then Chub was called to sing "Old
Miss Simmon Went a Swimmin’ ... but the kids stopped him
before the chorus because they couldn’t wait to get on with
their own performance.
After a few impromptu acts, Nancy passed the popcorn and the
New Year’s baby served the "champagne," the Pepsi
wrapped in a towel. He popped the cork and then poured the
contents into my best crystal sherbet stemware. I held my breath,
but nothing was broken, and only a little spilled.
At exactly one minute till 9 p.m. we toasted each other and
sang "Auld Lang Syne," singing the only words we could
remember, over and over again. A short game of Scrabble to
celebrate 1958, and the kids were off to bed.