WOONSOCKET â Seventy-five-year-old Beverly Alward holds her arms outstretched and spins her great-granddaughter beneath the flashing neon lights of the Stadium Theatre marquee.
Swaying to the hypnotic hip-hop blaring from the stage near the towering replica of Parisâ Arc de Triomphe, itâs not the kind of music she normally listens to, but sheâs having a great time, nevertheless.
WOONSOCKET â The asphalt throbbed to the pulse of amplified music, and the aroma of chicken teriyaki and roast beef wafted through the air as Jackie Archambault maneuvered her motorized scooter through the crowd, noshing on a bag of popcorn.
âIâm having a good time,â said Archambault. âThey shouldâve done more of this stuff when we were younger.â