Farewell to Club M

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The basement of our house is big and has a bar in the corner.  Currently, the basement is filled with doll houses, puzzles, toy trains, games, and various other toys.  But there was a time not so long ago when our basement was filled with bar tables, beer signs, a karaoke machine, and a dance floor.   There was a time when our basement was known as Club M.

Club M has hosted a LOT of parties.  Halloween parties, New Year’s Eve parties, birthday parties, and the most popular, The-Bars-Are-Closed-But-We’re-Not-Tired parties.  The parties usually started with everyone gathering around the bar, but the parties always ended with the music blaring and the “dance floor” full.   We would usually gather at Club M as the official start to an evening (Let’s meet at Club M for a drink before we go!), and then Club M would also be the official end to an evening  (Let’s go back to Club M!).  Club M never calls it an early night, and it has been the cause of many next-day hangovers.  If you had a really good time at Club M, we would usually find you in morning, fast asleep on a couch upstairs.

Everyone we know has a story to tell about Club M.

Yet, as it happens in life, we all grew up (most of us, anyway), got married, and started our own families.  Slowly, the bar in the corner of Club M started to gather dust.  As Maddie and Katie’s toys began to overwhelm our living room, we took down the bar tables in the basement and replaced them with toy boxes.  The juke box has gone quiet and the disco ball hangs unnoticed from the ceiling.

Now, as we start packing up this house to move, we laugh at the antics and shenanigans that took place in Club M.  Such fun memories from a seemingly simpler life.  We knew we just couldn’t leave this house without giving Club M a proper farewell.  We couldn’t.

So, yesterday, we sent out a Facebook invite to 70 of our closest friends.  We invited them to come have one last drink at a Farewell to Club M Party.  (Come on, who has ONE drink at Club M?)  The responses started pouring in immediately, everyone already starting to share their favorite memories from the historic Club M.

We are going to dust off the bar and turn on the beer signs. The jukebox will be ready, and we will get that forgotten disco ball spinning once again. I can’t think of a better way to say good-bye to this house full of memories.

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16 thoughts on “Farewell to Club M

  1. Dana, I absolutely love this memory and your writing tying the past to the present to the future. Enjoy your last bash and thank you for sharing this story. It made my night come to a close in a fun way. Thank you.

  2. This will be such a great thing to do to bring total closure to Club M. Moving can be a bit tricky with all the memories attached. Hope you send Club M out in style.

  3. That sounds like one heck of a party! I love the line, “we are going to dust off the bar and turn on the beer signs”…how things change as we get older and have kids, but the fun will always be there! Love this Slice!

  4. Love the image of the disco ball spinning and everyone dancing a farewell to Club M! It sounds like it will be a night to remember. Have a drink for me!

  5. “Club M has hosted a LOT of parties. Halloween parties, New Year’s Eve parties, birthday parties, and the most popular, The-Bars-Are-Closed-But-We’re-Not-Tired parties”……I love this because it speaks about endless joy and celebration…..and how once again, Club M will be adorned with her magical disco ball, as you prepare to create your new Club M.

  6. Aww… you and I were destined to be friends. Our last apartment was dubbed the “Peach Pit” by our friends because it was the place where everyone gathered before going out on the town… you know… just like on B.H. 90210. We were also sad to say goodbye to our home. One thing I’m really glad we did — we walked Lily around to all the rooms and said goodbye to each room before we left. “Goodbye kitchen, goodbye living room, goodbye bathroom…” We also made special trips to say goodbye to our library and our grocery store. It really helped, when a few weeks later she was missing her old bedroom and we could say, “Remember? We said goodbye to it.” It felt comforting to say that, rather than, “Sorry. We don’t live there anymore.”

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