08/10/2026
My family got to enjoy our first Garner State Park dance this weekend.
Thursday night it was just me and my son while we waited on my wife and daughter to get there after cheer practice. We went ahead of them and got our RV set up. I enjoyed listening to the music while he looked up in awe at the stars. Friday and Saturday we went as a family. Saturday was the last dance of the summer.
If you’ve never been, the dance at Garner goes back to the 1940s, and some say it started in the ’30s with the men of the Civilian Conservation Corps who built the park. Every summer since, people have gathered on that concrete slab under the oaks surrounding that beautiful pavilion and danced until around 11.
Older folks two-step to songs that remind them of being young and in love. And teenagers and kids alike build the confidence to go ask another teen to dance.
My daughter is 10 and every bit of a shy one at that. A young boy asked her to two-step. Despite her initial nervousness at it being the first time she’d ever been asked, she accepted. She ended up getting asked 3 times across both nights. Getting to watch that happen is something I won’t forget.
My son is 7 and was too shy to ask anybody himself. He said he just wanted to dance to Footloose. Then a little girl walked up and asked if he’d dance with her friend. She was probably 2 years older and 6 inches taller, but he did. It was so fun to watch.
Priscilla, my wife, loves a waltz, and the jukebox had plenty. We danced to Strait’s “You Look So Good in Love” both nights. Of course Garth’s “Callin’ Baton Rouge” gets the blood going so we made sure to get plenty of spins in for that song too.
At the end of Saturday night, Ken McGarrahan, who with his wife has been a park host at Garner for 42 summers, came up to tell me he’d enjoyed watching us dance. He said we both looked good but he had to break it to me that my wife is much better looking. I couldn’t agree more.
It was special weekend. Grateful for another handful of days on this side of the dirt. Lucky to spend them with the folks I love, and Texans who love old traditions like this.