“It’ll be my first prom ever,” Senior Center Director Barbara Terwilliger said.

Actually, it was also the first for a number of others who grew up in less prosperous times or rural areas unable to sponsor such celebrations.

“Although my school began having them later, we missed out in 1942,” one man explained.

After a tasty dinner prepared and served by the Key Clubbers, the music of the forties, fifties and sixties began.

Butch and Lucy Favale started the dancing, and within minutes the floor was crowded as the revelers rocked around the clock and did the hokey pokey.

Seniors and youngsters alike limbered up to do the limbo. Some really showed “how low they could go.” There was jitterbugging, line dancing and the pure old two‑step. A few were ready to do the Charleston, but the music wasn’t right. The grand finale was a conga line containing 90 percent of the entire group winding around the entire setting.

As is common at all proms, there had to be a king and queen. Selected by popular acclaim: Butch and Lucy Favale, Desert Hills residents and newlyweds, if a couple of years or so qualifies them for the title.

One male dancer, leaving the floor smiling happily, said near the end, “For a while I got my age reversed. I’d begun to think I was 18 again instead of 81.”

“The girls were wonderful. We enjoyed it very much. It was kind of nice to see that some of us seniors can still get down,” said Martha Grigsby.

“This was more fun than our original senior prom fifty years ago!” said Chuck and Eva Landehoff.

“We want to thank the girls for doing a great job and keeping us up beyond eight o’clock,” said a member of the 12th Street Irregulars.

“At times it was unclear who was having more fun, the seniors or the students.” said Susie Eckman, BCHS Key Club President.