to prom AGAIN. Trust me, after 24 of them, the magic of the night is diminished. Earlier I went down to the fountain in my historic little town and took pictures of my niece and her date and of some of the kids I teach. Most of the girls looked gorgeous---but some of them, I wanted to find their mom's and slap them and say, "What were you thinking." They looked more like they were going on to perform at a strip club then to a high school prom!