Tyrades! Do You Treasure Your Prom Memories?

My wife and I experienced some vicarious living when our son Gideon (finishing up his junior year of high school) attended the senior prom.

(Yes, VICARIOUS living. It’s not like we got him out of the house, jumped with glee and yelled, “Date night!” It was more along the lines of “Aw, but I yelled ‘Date night’ LAST time. Can’t YOU say it this…ZZZZZZ….”)

You see, we had to experience a high school milestone through Gideon’s eyes because neither of us went to our proms.

My wife’s high school hosted a senior banquet instead of a senior prom. The town didn’t quite have a “Footloose” situation, but...