Thursday Thing-along

This song brings back memories of the makeshift dance floor at AJ's Tavern in Pennsville, N.J. The smell of slightly stale beer and cigarettes is still fresh in my nostrils when I hear this tune. One night especially sticks in my mind -- the night I had to go back over the Delaware Memorial Bridge to the office of the Pennsville Police Department to pick up a nameless member of our group. That guy had decided to venture out on his own and ran into a wee bit of a roadblock -- literally. Oh what a night, indeed.

Fun times.