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Carol Perkins: Dating

Dating: "A first date often led the couple to Glasgow to the drive-in or the Plaza. They might go to Tompkinsville to the drive-in or even to Columbia, Summersville, or Horse Cave."
The next earlier Carol Perkins story:
The Bird

By Carol Perkins

For a girl, the magic number was "16." This was the age she could begin dating. Begin dating meant that she could accept a date without having to ask her parents if she could "go out." Naturally, she would ask her parents after she accepted, but it was more of a notification than the seeking of approval. After all, she would not go with a guy her parents would not want her to date. At least, she wouldn't begin her night with him.



Some girls began dating at fifteen. They were the lucky ones. Their parents trusted them and weren't over-the-hill and out of touch with reality. Their parents were cool! A few were allowed to go out at fourteen. Now their parents were really, really cool. By fourteen, a girl was usually a freshman, but even some in the eighth grade were allowed to go to the Junior & Senior Banquet. That equated them with royalty to the rest of us who were standing on the corner as the banquet procession drove through town.

Back then, the boy cleaned up nicely for the date

The first date during my time was actually a date where the boy cleaned up nicely, came to the door, met the parents, held the door open and walked behind the girl to the car, opened the car door, and left without spinning gravel. If he wanted a second date, he knew better than to honk the horn and peal off (that meant to pull out of the drive so fast that gravel flew behind him.)

The girl, likewise, spent the day getting ready, sent someone else to the door when her guy arrived, and kept the guy waiting only a respectable amount of time. She put on her ladylike behavior for this guy whom she had seen every day at school, but was now seeing in a new light.

First dates often led the couple to a drive-in

A first date often led the couple to Glasgow to the drive-in or the Plaza. They might go to Tompkinsville to the drive-in or even to Columbia, Summersville, or Horse Cave. There were many choices back then for drive-in movies. Typically, the girl ate very little on her first date because she never knew how much money the guy might have or how little. I never ate much for fear of dropping something on me.

Most girls had a curfew. A guy never admitted to having one because that would have been less than macho. On weekends, my friends and I usually had to be home around midnight. We didn't date during the week-no one did. Those nights were for homework and family. Guys didn't come to the house and hang out either. I would have been horrified to have had a boy sitting in my living room all night with my parents. How uncool that would have been.

The first date was typically a double date. Before parents allowed their daughter to go out alone with a boy, she first had to practice dating, I guess. Hence, the double date.

First dates often led the couple to a drive-in

Double dating was also a way to save money for the guys. One car and split the gas was a good option. Also, not all guys owned cars,so the ones without cars would chip in and help buy the gas. The driver took the second girl home first and then her date and then his date. To make the rounds could take the couples from Summer Shade to Sulphur Well.

I remember going on a triple date with two girls who went to Temple Hill High School. (One of the girls ended up marrying her date and living in Edmonton). The boys and I were from Edmonton, so I rode with them to pick up the other two girls. Today that would seem outrageous, but back then it was normal. We had a great time and remained friends all these years.

I liked to double date because with two extra people (or four) in the car, conversation seldom lagged. Nothing was any more intimidating than going on a date for the first time with someone who was nervous or shy. You're riding along thinking, "He must be bored." He is thinking, "What can I say?" This was awkward for both.



About the author: Carol (Sullivan) Perkins is a lifelong resident of Edmonton, KY, in Metcalfe County where she taught high school English at Metcalfe County High School until her recent retirement. She is a now a freelance writer. is married to Guy Perkins and they have two children: Carla Green (Mark) of Brentwood, TN and Jon Perkins (Beth) of Austin, TX and six grandchildren. Her latest book, Let's Talk About, is a collection of over 70 of her works, and she is presently working on the second book in this series. Carol's ties to Adair County go back to Breeding where her grandfather, Rufus Reece, and her grandmother Bettie Strange, began their married life and later moved to Metcalfe County. You may contact Carol at cperkins@scrtc.com or write at P.O. Box 134 Edmonton. If you would like a copy of her book, you can order through email. Watch for her next story next Sunday.

IF YOU'VE ENJOYED READING CAROL PERKINS' STORIES on ColumbiaMagazine.com, you'll love her book, "Let's Talk About It. . . ." The books are $15 plus $4 for shipping. Send check or cash or money order to Carol Perkins, P.O. Box 134, Edmonton, KY 42129 They can be bought at the Herald Office in Edmonton, KY, or Terri's Fine Jewelry in Glasgow, KY.


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