Square dancing to the record player, circa 1980
At Easthaven (not pictured), we had the requisite annual Square Dancing unit, in gym class, no less.
Completely scarred by the memory of all the girls being lined up in our gym suits, along the wall, facing it, while the boys picked partners one by one. Of course, we never got to turn the tables.
And I could never get this out of my head the entire time we were promenading.
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