Let’s Twist Again / Vamos a Bailar El Twist Otra Vez

After bombarding some of you with 1,768 emails yesterday, I don’t want to take up too much of your time today. So, let’s twist again like I did with my cousin in 1963.

Después de bombardear a algunos de vosotros con 1,768 correos electrónicos ayer, no quiero tomar mucho de tu tiempo hoy. Entonces, vamos a bailar El Twist otra vez como lo hice con mi prima en 1963.

Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..

28 thoughts on “Let’s Twist Again / Vamos a Bailar El Twist Otra Vez”

      1. anne marie,
        Oh someone must have been doing it during the summer by then. But this wedding was in the fall.

  1. THAT was fun! I needed that after deleting ALL THOSE EMAILS!! lol…..just kidding.
    Does that tune ever bring back memories for me!

    1. Jim,
      Glad you enjoyed it, too. And again so sorry about those emails! I felt like a star at that wedding. Everyone stopped to watch us … and then the photo!

    1. Wilma,
      Interesting question. I have a photo of him I’ll have to share from my bar mitzvah. He was 7. Other than that, he had a drink our cousin’s wedding — the one I’m twisting with — and danced with one of our aunts — the one in center background in that picture. Thanks for asking; it brought back more memories… and I love that the aunt and cousin are pictured here.

    1. Bob,
      Oh yeah, she knew. But at that particular time, she was more concerned with how good SHE looked and the fact that everyone else had stopped dancing to watch us… well her. She’s now a grandmother… and she doesn’t look much different!

    1. Ray,
      Ha! I love your interpretation. It was around that time that my sister started dragging me into her room before every major event to teach me how to dance so I wouldn’t embarrass her.

    1. Adam:
      I always think performers from my childhood were much older than they actually were. Although he’s 77, I would have guessed 90.

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