Originally Posted by tomwed

a nothing story
In high school for 2 years I dated a girl who's mom was in love with Lawrence Welk. Her dream date was to dance the Polka with Lawrence. This was during the era of the Allman Brothers, Grateful Dean and The Band. I felt sorry for her on the inside but on the outside I would look at the screen, raise my eyebrows and agree that he sure was something. So I retire and plan a trip to the west coast including a stay at the Lawrence Welk Resort in Escondido, Cali. I swore my immediate family to secrecy because I knew the abuse I would get if my sibs found out. [btw, it was a nice place, the price was right, but I felt like I let Crosby down and cut my hair---and he knows it]