On the dance

I meant for this topic to be broader, but everyone construed it to be about the homecoming dance-- which actually worked out well (though it sounds like there was a fair amount of heartache).

CraigA is back, and has a take (and, hopefully, pictures):

We had cotillion:
Rented tux and formal dress.
A high school clown show.

It didn't go well for IPLawGuy (but things improved for him):

Never went to one
No self confidence at all
Nor prom. Still bitter

Christine poses a mystery:

I was told someone,
asked me to homecoming, but
alas, a rumor

He never knew I
found out, but I still carry
Memory, knowing.

Desiree has a different perspective now:

Couldn’t get a date
to save my life in high school,
no hoco for me.

Now as a mom and
teacher I cheer the parade,
gasp at the dresses.

And Jill Scoggins brings in the fascinating world we call Texas:

Enormous fluffy
mums as big as my head. That’s
Texas Homecomings.