also at my mother's prom, my father insisted upon bringing her to the coolest after-prom place. (i don't know, i went to a club afterwards, and then the beach. isn't that pretty much standard? except in boulder, colorado, the kids hang out in the pearl street mall.)
my father's idea was to go to the airport. i'm not sure what this involved, i guess watching the planes maybe. (a la wayne's world? i hope not!) apparently everyone in his high school did this.
my mom was not happy about this decision but went along with it anyway. (why mom?) no one was there and she was stuck with the guy with a dodge dart and brown shoes/black pants.
and she's still with him! must be something pretty special...