I was at Bethel during that time period. Everything was Disco, the Bee Gees,Earth Wind and Fire etc...even at certain JW weddings. Your post reminded me of something that happened while I was there in NY in 1976. I was always a pretty good dancer so it was a good time period for me. I went to an amazing wedding one Saturday in the Bronx on a humid summer night. The people in attendance were mostly black and hispanic. The lights went down and it was non stop dancing. Somehow all us good little Witnesses knew the latest worldly dance moves. A sister got up and sang "Inseperable" by Natalie Cole and it gave you goosebumps to hear her voice. I was wearing my nicest clothes that night. A nicely cut dark green jacket, an open necked quiana shirt and a pair light tan colored wide legged cuffed pants and platform shoes (not too high) all of which I had gotten in Europe the summer before I went to Bethel. I danced all evening with a girl I met named Zan, we didn't talk that much because it was so loud but we danced like we had known eachother for years. I'm not really someone who sweats too much but it was so hot and humid that any movement at all made you stickey. Everyone's faces were shiney, Zans bare shoulders were damp and everyone was just sort of clamy but nobody cared. I danced with Zan until the bitter end and walked from the dark reception hall to the the Subway station a few blocks away. Compared to the crowded dance floor I noticed the street was refreshingly cool. Going down the stairs to the platform below and I noticed people were looking at me oddly. When I borded the well lit train I saw a group of cute girls my age checking me out( I thought) but they were kinda giggling too it seemed. I casually gave myself the once over and saw to my horror that my light tan pants were soaking wet all around the waist area and the moisture had sort of wicked downward making dark streaks that looked like I'd wet my pants. All I could think to do was to take my jacket off and tie it around my waist. The girls really giggled when I did that but they were pretty nice, I told them I'd been at a wedding and explained that I had been dancing all evening. They seemed like they were looking for somewhere to go for fun that summer night but of course they weren't JW's so it didn't even enter my head to ask where they were headed.
With all the dire warnings about the wicked world, they rubbed much of the sparkle of youth out of our lives. Still they couldn't vanquish all of my fresh youthfull outlook. I managed to have a pretty good time for myself back then but still I look back on how much I missed out on and how my narrow JW circumstances made me miss opportunities and experiences that are only available to the young. Anyway, years later I dared to see Sat. Night Fever I liked the music but I wondered what all the fuss was about...I was expecting it to be much more shocking.