It's 3 in the morning and Carter is dancing the night away at the Trocadero Transfer.
Nick, being his dutiful husband, is along for the ride.
Truth be told, Nick never wanted to rock around the clock back in the 50s and he certainly doesn't wanna get down and boogie, either. Whatever happened to dancing cheek-to-cheek?
So, while Carter wows the crowd with his shirtless gyrations, Nick chats with friends who stop by as he maintains his perch upstairs and keeps an eye on the show happening down on the dance floor.
As time drags on, however, Nick decides to have a seat and maybe rest his eyes for just a moment...
Before long, he's in Paris with his Uncle Paul and watching Josephine Baker do the Charleston.
This Mother's Day will be one Nick will remember for a long, long time.
Frank W. Butterfield, not an assumed name, loves old movies, wise-cracking smart guys with hearts of gold, and writing for fun.
Although he worships San Francisco, he lives at the beach on another coast.
Born on a windy day in November of 1966, he was elected President of his high school Spanish Club in the spring of 1983.
After moving across these United States like a rapid-fire pinball, he currently makes his home in a hurricane-proof apartment with superior water pressure that was built in 1926.
While he hasn't met any dolphins personally, that invitation is always open.
Mother’s Day 1978 (Nick and Carter Holiday #10) By Frank W. Butterfield Published by the author, 2020 Five stars
At the wee hours of the morning on Mother’s Day, 1978, Carter and Nick find themselves at the Trocadero Transfer, a new and hugely success gay bar in the Slot in San Francisco. Nick mostly dozes on a sofa on the balcony while Carter boogies down with men half his age on the dance floor.
This once-a-month all-night-out trip to the Trocadero is part of Nick and Carter’s routine. Nick’s father, Dr. Williams, is ill, and being taken care of at the mansion on Nob Hill. Nick doesn’t much like the loud music and fast dancing, but this is something Carter loves still – not to mention the fact that at 57 he can pass for twenty years younger but for the white hair on his still-muscled chest.
While Nick dozes, he has another long meeting with his late, great-uncle Paul, the man to whom he and Carter owe their vast fortune. But, as always, it’s not just Paul. Paul has an agenda, and while Carter dances, Nick enjoys a show of his own.
This Mother’s Day is a quiet turning point in our friends’ lives. This touching dip into Frank Butterfield’s amazing imagination lets us witness an emotional crisis that shakes Nick and Carter to their core. They have to confront fears and feelings that, mostly, they’ve set aside in the course of their long, eventful life together. It’s a delicate and brilliant thing to watch it happen.
Oh, I remember disco, and the late 70s. I wore bellbottoms and tight shirts, and had a scraggly beard. It was, actually, a great time to be young and gay. We had no idea what the next decade would bring. I wish I’d known Nick and Carter, or indeed anyone like them.
A slightly more poignant vignette this time, appropriately for the date. Nick comes to realise just how important Carter is to him (and vice versa, of course), an important lesson that he seems to have let slip despite the time they have been together. A number of people - and locations - from the past appear briefly. Bittersweet - but a particularly heartening story.
Another holiday in the lives of Nick Williams and Carter Jones. I have not read all of the entries yet, though I am trying to read the ones I missed last year for their appropriate dates. Not sure how I missed Mother's Day, 1978 last year but somehow it went unnoticed when I was looking for mom stories.
Anywho. Thinking of the entries I have read, I would say Mother's Day, 1978 is one of the most heart-filled so far. I say "heart-filled" because I found it equally heartwarming and heartbreaking. While Carter enjoys himself on the dancefloor during their monthly date night at the Trocadero Transfer, Nick sits in the balcony above and finds himself dozing peacefully where he spends time with his Uncle Paul and others who pop up in his dream. There he finds perhaps a sense of closure but also wakes with an equal sense of clarity that he needs to address.
Perhaps I'm not making much sense but in trying not to give anything away I'm finding it a bit difficult to express the emotions Nick finds himself facing in both his dream and waking state. So maybe I'll simply say this: Frank W Butterfield brought tears of sadness and joy to my eyes with Mother's Day, 1978 and in doing so, I can't find a better way to express how amazing this short story is, it may just be my favorite Nick and Carter Holiday entry yet.
Wow! This short novella moved me with all kinds of feels...tears of all sorts. An emotional roller coaster. Nick has one of his dreams again and the characters, one in particular, blew me away. But as usual, it wove the threads of Nick’s past in with his present with a glimpse of his future. His conversation though with Carter after his dream made me want to give him a punch to his kidneys! I mean really Nick? But after all was said and done this really did solidify Nick and Carter’s relationship. The phrase that came to my mind while reading the last pages “til death do us part” had me sobbing as I reached for the tissues. Now I’m crying again. Beauty does that to me.
“Never can say goodbye…” brings back some memories. This short story is best read by those who know the series as there are numerous references to many of the scenes and characters.