I’m a senior on Cape Cod and have an Austin Healey Sprite but nowhere to go. My parents are so strict. They insist the car’s just for school transport. The A-Go-Go, a huge air hangar in the Dennis woods, has a dance Saturday and unbelievably, Sam the Sham and the Pharaohs are playing. My parents checked out the grounds once and saw a pair of underpants. Crime site. So, I tell them we’re studying at my buddy's Saturday night. Our fur vests are on, top down, music blasting, we stop at the A-Go-Go entrance as my parents’ headlights turn on.
Nancy Bulger is a teacher, writer, and international business entrepreneur.