Done with the Dockyard walk, son and I happen on a rousing dance rehearsal, for the show scheduled for later in the afternoon. These kids are coordinated, smooth, and are clearly enjoying the dance immensely, and that’s why it’s rousing.

No, wait a minute! It’s really that way because one of the dances involves several of the kids’ fathers, all these moustache-and-shorts men up on stage, bopping and swaying and wiggling fingers and butts to that terrific tune from the ’50s: Buddy Knox’s Let’s Have a Party. (”Send ‘em to the store/And rock some more/Let’s have a party tonight!”)

Knox is from the metropolis of Happy, Texas (this is true). Maybe that’s why these dads looked so kicked to be up on stage whirling their little girls about. When they were done, I was nearly as kicked to have watched them perform. Because of Knox’s song, yes. But this was a fine antidote to disappointment in the dockyard.