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Wait ’til the midnight hour . . .

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Wilson Pickett had big plans back in 1965 when he suggestively rocked out “In the midnight hour”. He was “gonna take you girl and hold you, and do all theWilson Pickett things I told you. . .” ? Fifty years later things are a little different. I’m embarrassed to confess we may be home in bed asleep when we hit the midnight hour this New Years’ Eve. Is it 2014 already?

Last year, we attended a lovely dinner and dance at the golf club with a group of friends on New Years Eve. The problem began when we paid the bill for our dinner at 10:30 p.m. and we still had 90 minutes to go until midnight. It was all we could do to manage a few dances and stay awake long enough to welcome in the new year. At 12:01 we were outa’ there like a shot. There were traffic jams in our little neighbourhood as all the departing Boomers hit the road at the stroke of midnight plus one minute.

This year, in recognition of our diminishing stamina, our golf club is celebrating New Years’ Eve at 10:00 p.m. How sad is that? But, the fact remains, we can’t party like we used to. Boomer burnout  is just plain humiliating so we’re going to try and make it ’til the midnight hour at a friend’s place after dinner. Even though “Can’t Get No Satisfaction” may rev us up for 3.5 minutes, that’s about all we can handle. Before long, “When I’m 64” will be the good old days for most of us. It ceased long ago to be a look into the future. Not to be discouraged, we’re still out there trying. We love shakin’ it down and boogying to the 50s and 60s music as long as our hip and knee replacements can prop us up. Listening to Tommy James and the Shondelles or Simon and Garfunkle, I’m transported back to 1967 – the summer of love. Closing my eyes, I’m 20 again as I re-live that incredible time in our lives. Now that we’re in sleepingour 60s, it’s still great but in a different way.

When Wilson Picket sang, “Wait ’til the midnight hour, when there’s no one else around . . .”, little did he know how prophetic it would be. Sweet dreams. 2014 is going to be a magnificent year.

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Author: Lynda Davis

As an early Baby Boomer, born in 1947, it seems to me that as we approach our retirement years, Boomers have gone from being the energy driving our nation to slowly becoming invisible. We risk losing our identity as society remains stubbornly youth-centric. And the irony is that Gen Xers and Ys are not the majority; we are. BOOMERBROADcast is my platform for being the voice of Baby Boomers, women in particular. We've generated a lot of changes over the decades but there's still a long way to go. After a 40-year career in the corporate world, I've taken up expressing the observations and concerns of our generation. Instead of pounding the pavement in my bellbottoms with a cardboard sign, I'm pounding my laptop (I learned to type on a manual typewriter and old habits die hard). If you have issues or concerns you would like voiced or have comments on what I've voiced, I'd love to hear from you. We started breaking the rules in the sixties and now that we're in our sixties it's no time to become complacent. Hope you'll stay tuned and if you like BOOMERBROADcast, share it with your friends. Let's rock n' roll! If you would like to be notified whenever I publish a new posting, click on the little blue box in the lower right of your screen that says +Follow→ Lynda Davis

2 thoughts on “Wait ’til the midnight hour . . .

  1. Great article! I love this song too and often sing as part of a 1960s show! We performed it at our New Years Eve show and thought it was funnsy as we performed it at 10pm and joked with the audience who were mostly in their 60s- 80s about not making the midnight celebration!
    all the best
    Jamie Goddard
    The Zoots 1960s show

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  2. We have not made it to midnight for at least 10 years. We just make sure that midnight has taken place somewhere in the world or we enjoy the bubbly at noon the next day. Life is what one makes of it. I am sure 2014 will be a wonderful year!

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