Dakota Types...
On our table at the do were three generations of the same family, headed by a gentleman of some 91 summers, an ex-Dakota nav. The Loyal Toast was proposed and responded to, followed by this gent piping up with "I knew her when she was five!".
A very proud grandson, the spitting image of his Grandad at the same age, showed us the book he and his mother had commissioned, documenting this gentleman's time in blue. It's good to think that his memory will live on when he's gone - probably having been shot by a jealous husband given the number of women he danced with that evening...