Moe Speaks: You Can Bring a Girl to the Street Dance...

Labor Day

...but you can't make her polka.

This is me at the annual Labor Day Street Dance in Mom and Dad's old hometown.  My Pretty Auntie (Meryl: That would be Sweet Sister) took me as her non-date companion, but when we got there--for some reason that I cannot fathom--she absolutely would not take me out on the dance floor for a polka.

Perhaps it's better that way.  It is certainly hard to keep up that 3/4 "oomph-bop-bop" rhythm when you (literally) have two left feet!