A GIRL CALLED BUBBLES
The Old Hand of Oakdale:
It was our Freshman year in college and we had a semester break so Tom and Al and myself decided to get in my car and drive to Chicago to see the Blackhawks play. We stopped in Milwaukee first because there were two girls that Tom and Al had dated in high school attending Marquette University. We caught up with them and several of their classmates at the Student Union.
It was nice catching up and talking over old times with the two girls, as well as meeting their friends, but I had to excuse myself and go to the hotel. My football-knee was acting up after the long drive and I wanted to get back to the hotel and soak it in a tub of hot water.
When Tom and Al came in the room later they informed me the three of us were going to a movie that night. And Bubbles had claimed me as her date.
‘Whoa! Thanks but no thanks,’ I told them. ‘First, I don’t go on blind dates, especially with gals that have silly nicknames like Bubbles…’
‘She’s good looking,’ Al said, ‘And the girls say she is a lot of fun.’
‘I remember who she is. You can’t forget somebody called Bubbles, can you? But forget it. I see the Brubeck Trio are playing at a jazz club down by the lake. No way am I going to blow off chance to see them in person.’
Both Tom and Al argued, using every reason they could think of to make me change my mind. And the more they argued, the more stubborn I got.
Finally I just said, ‘Case closed! I am not going to a movie with a blind date especially one with a silly nickname! I’m going to see Brubeck.’
(A few years later, I broke those two rules and went out on a blind date with a girl nicknamed Georgie. In a couple months Georgie and I will be celebrating our 56th wedding anniversary.)
Driving to Chicago the next morning things was pretty quiet at first. Tom was dozing in the front seat and Al was laid across the back seat. Finally Al sat up and asked me how I enjoyed Brubeck. I told him it was great. Then I asked him about the movie.
‘We should have gone with you, a real tear jerker,’ Tom chimed in. ‘Two of the girls liked it.’
‘Bubbles sure wasn’t very bubbly,’ Al said. ‘I don’t think she’s every been stood up before.’
‘Hey!’ I argued, ‘I never asked her out to begin with, so how could I have stood her up?’
‘Yeah, you got a point’ Tom said. ‘We said you had another commitment that you couldn’t break. And, we sure never told her you didn’t go out with her because her friends called her Bubbles. Wouldn’t want her to think you’re a dink.’
Al leaned over the back seat. ‘Know why they call her Bubbles, dink? Oh, I mean Don.’
‘Well, not last night,’ Al said, and he slapped me on the shoulder. ‘You blew it, man! They call her Bubbles because she’s Lawrence Welk’s daughter.’ He laughed and started singing, ‘Roll out the barrel, and we’ll have a barrel of fun.’
Tom joined in and pretty soon all three of us were singing The Beer Barrel Polka, followed by In Heaven There Is No Beer.’
Published Bulletin Board – 2/22/17
Stay tuned. The next post will be AH TWO. It will be about the time I worked Bubble’s father and the man who married her.
This is the difference between you and me Don as young men. Not that I would date a girl name Bubbles? I would ! Not that I would stick with my buddies rather than go see a cool jazz band? I would have though and regretted it, where are half of those guys now anyway. No it’s the fact that I would have been set up in the first place. 🙂 Although there was that one time and then there was that other time and…Never mind. Nice story Don and congratulations to you and your gal on 56 years.
Fun reading, Don! I watch LW every Saturday night…love the music and especially the polkas!
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Brubeck or Bubbles? I’d say you chose wisely!
👍🏻 love this congratulations on your super 56 years 💕, my parents met on a blind date, the couple who arranged it split up and Mum and Dad have been together 36 years 😊.
How was the Blackhawks game? heh heh.
Great game. My 1st live NHL game. Hawks won. I got to see Bobby Hull, (my favorite), Stan Mikita, Moose Vasko, and on the Red Wings, Gordy Howe.
Wow !!! I never even saw those guys.
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