Long Live Rock and Roll

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Four kids surrounded their grandfather as he began to speak from behind his mask.  “Back when I was a kid we used to go to something called a concert.  The singer wouldn’t be on a screen somewhere, they would be on a stage in front of thousands of fans that were all packed tightly in the same building.   And nobody wore masks.”

The children seemed appalled and hands went up to their masks and the younger girl said, “But what about the epidemic?”

“This was back before all the deadly viruses had been exposed to the public.   We would yell and scream and sing along with the music.  There was sometimes even dancing going on.  The lights would flash bright colors and the sound would echo through the auditorium.  Each new song would whip the fans into a hysterical frenzy of more screaming and clapping and stomping their feet.  It was a rush like no other.”

“Grandpa,” the oldest boy said.  “Would that ever happen now?”

“No John, there are just too many deadly diseases being spread around.  It all started with Covid-19 and we have been masked and mostly isolated ever since.”

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – hysterical

Day 21 – 100 Days of Happiness

Watching a smile spread across someone else’s face can often be contagious.  That was evident today as I listened to my daughter talk about the concert she traveled to Chicago for.  She was almost a glow with happiness as she recalled the events of the night and it was hard not to smile just listening.

Maybe I was returning to my youth when I would attend many concerts (I love live music). I saw more than a dozen performers in my younger day traveling to four other states to see certain acts.  There is just something about live music that can fill you with such energy.

No matter if it was my love of music or my love for my daughter, I was definitely touched by her enthusiasm when she told her story.  I couldn’t help but feel a tug at the corners of my mouth and smile with happiness for her and the nostalgia of youth.