Growing up, all we had was Dick Clarks 'Rockin Eve'. The folks would go out dancing. It never meant anything to us. I have never been in the least bit interested to be in a room where a random person would feel they could come up and kiss me. Yuck. Unless it was someone I
wanted to kiss me, stay the heck away.
As parents, we try to something for the kids so they don't long for whatever it is out there we always missed.
We've had parties where the kids whose parents go out come and hang out, we have a table set up, music, decorations, the whole shebang.
Mostly, though, we have a dinner of some sort and then take the family out to see whatever is the top movie of the week.
I don't know if that will happen this year, Hubster working both Eve and Day.
So, I think it may suck this year. But, it is what we make of it.
Thanks for bringing up memories of NYE as a kid. CP, I love your story. Especially how it ended.
The ballad of Kevy and Susan is also sweet...