most businesses closed for the season.
But inside the doors of an Italian restaurant
just blocks from the convention center,
there was much revelry and joy.
70-somethings and other seniors
were dancing, singing, drinking, eating.
One wore a satin jacket with "Pink Lady"
written across her back.
A guy took the mike on stage
and led his friends in song.
Next day a drizzle fell,
but nothing could rain on this parade.
Doo-woppers were enjoying their annual October weekend,
simply opening their umbrellas or ignoring the weather
in a town that continues to make them feel young.
Old cars, old music, old people;
'57 Chevys looking as good as new,
Buddy Holly songs sounding as nice as ever.
Grandpas and grandmas were feeling as spry as kids,
enjoying their Wildwood Days as much now as then.
