Thursday, February 23, 2012

Blunt Force Winds Excerpt VI Tom Toms


When I was fifteen, a man named Tom Rotollo opened a new place for kids on the Tupper Lake road across from the Lake Eaton entrance. He installed a jukebox, kitchen, and small dance floor, and made pizzas and sandwiches. Night after night, we danced the Mashed Potato, the Monkey, and the Twist across that old wood floor, then piled into the booths,flirting with our friends.

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