Getting down with the older crowd
We walked over to the Botanical Gardens to see New Orleans Mystics playing covers of early Motown. A neighbor’s sister was in from out of town and had a mint julep in one hand and was flailing her other hand up in the air to the rhythm of Mustang Sally. She said she felt like she was back in Myrtle Beach in 1965. I was getting a kick out of seeing all those old men…