I don't usually do a reblog. In fact, I've never done a reblog but this blog post by my longtime friend Larry is so good I want to share it with my blog followers.
I'm reposting Larry's blog where he met Dick . . . um Clark. I didn't, he did and he's bragging about it. Who would have ever guessed that Lar would get to Dick before I would. You just never know.
Now I realize not all of you will find meeting Dick Clark all that fascinating but I thought Lar's blog post on him meeting Dick Clark whereas I DIDN'T meet Dick Clark. Good for Lar. Now I'm giving you all an opportunity to read Lar's Fifties teenage years of self discovery and the first time he met Dick.
|The line of yon teenagers waiting to get into American Bandstand, Philadelphia, PA - 1957|
Larry is an excellent writer, several time published whereas I am not. However, Larry is very low key and you all know me, I make a big splash. Just imagine if I had Larry's talent and Larry had my bombastic nature for self-promotion. I would be making the rounds of the TV talk shows now incessantly blathering my latest book. However, that's not the case and here we are, both unknowns except in our little Bubble World of friends and family, never to know the endless horizons of fame and fortune.
|Larry, Pam and me at a dance somewhere in southeastern Pennsylvania - 1959 (I still had my baby fat)|
So read if you care to of Lar's adventures during the Fifties teenage dance scene. He got to meet Dick Clark and I . . . . . didn't. I get it Larry, you win again (we're very competitive, Lar and I). Click on the link to Lar's blog below and settle back to return to those days of yesteryear.
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