Posted here in slightly different form.
I remember going to The Windsor Hotel in South Fallsburg for a week every summer back in the 1960s with my grandparents, Rose and Nathan Rosenthal.
I remember being fascinated by the color tv in the lobby; our sets at home were black and white.
I remember people gathering around the piano in the lobby, singing and dancing
I remember a woman who played that piano. I remember the way she sang "Yankee Doodle." For some reason, I can remember most vividly her singing the line, "I got a Yankee Doodle sweetheart."
I remember how everyone would clear the floor, and my grandparents would dance
the Peabody.
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