My daughter had her Senior Prom this weekend. Several weeks ago she asked if she and her friends could hold their "after-prom" party down at the Farm in Delaware where my Waterfowl Club is located. It seems she and her friends did not want to do what most of the crowd was doing after the Prom....going to Ocean City,NJ. I agreed and thus found myself at my Waterfowl Clubhouse on Saturday night with 10 High School Prom-couples. They were all nice kids and well behaved. They played pool, danced,ate copious amounts of Doritos and pretzels...and I perhaps consumed some adult beverages. I was the lone "chaperone" and elected to stay mostly out of the way. They stayed up until nearly 5 A.M. and I was at my post until the last one drifted off.
The unique facet of this after prom outing came the next morning. I rousted the crew and took them to the field to shoot some clay pigeons. Except for my two daughters( younger one came down with me to enjoy the party) none of the kids had ever shouldered a shotgun. I gave them all a safety lecture and set up the thrower. There was a lot of missing going on...but as I gently coached the kids they started busting a few and it was wonderful to see their sense of accomplishment and delight when they hit one. They all really enjoyed the experience. My daughter posted on Facebook something to the effect of: "What other after Prom party involved shotguns and clay pigeons!"
I took the whole crew out to a Breakfast Buffett at the Smyrna Diner then loaded them into my wife's Suburban for the ride back to the Main Line and my Sunday lacrosse coaching gig.
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