A blast from the past...

Last night we had the opportunity to go see the production of The Jersey Boys in Fort Wayne, IN.  This was a Christmas gift from Doug and Danika.  The show was staged at the Embassy Theater, in the downtown area, a place we had never been before and which was quite a nice place.  I really like these old, restored theaters, because they remind me of the Aw Faw Palace once owned by Saddam Hussein.  It was very ornate, very colorful with huge columns along the walls and beautiful ceilings and chandeliers.  The city of Fort Wayne has quite a gem in this, and it is as nice as any I have seen anywhere around the country.

The story of Frankie Valli  and the Four Seasons was good, and knocked around some cobwebs for memories that I had of the things that took place in the 60s and 70s.  I recalled some of the things depicted in the show, and learned some new things -- especially the money issues and the road romances.  Didn't know much about that.  the guys playing the Four Seasons were good in their roles and put forth a very convincing show.

What a great Christmas present. We certainly appreciated it and thank Doug and Danika very much for it.

How's this for a "Selfie" in front of the Embassy Theater?

Oh, yeah, one more thing.  There sure were a lot of people there our age.  As as the guys sang and danced, I looked around and saw lots of people lip syncing and tapping their feet to the music.  I would bet that probably 90% of those in attendance grew up listening to Frankie Valli's music (that's "Valli with an I" as he said in the show), both with and after the Four Seasons, knew all the words to the songs, and probably drove the kinds of cars depicted in the performance.  Even the ones that got "all the way to 8 miles to the gallon."

This was billed as a nostalgic trip down memory lane, and it was. It brought back memories of high school dances, football, and Northside Beach.  It revived memories of cruising up and down Maple Avenue and doing crazy things that might get us arrested today.  Yes, it was nostalgic, I don't deny it and am not ashamed to admit that I missed some of those days and am glad to have lived through them.

Nostalgia -- the lump in your throat, the tear in your eye and the tug at your heart -- doesn't happen when all your memories are bad or dark.  They reflect the happy, carefree, perhaps a bit dangerous times of youth.  And as I have said before, without those nostalgic memories to keep you warm, your winter years can be pretty cold.

Nostalgia is a file that removes the rough edges from the good old days. (Doug Larson)

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