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Sometimes, I Think I Glimpse Eternity

Last week Sir Steven wasn’t feeling well, so we had all agreed to move our coaching lesson to Friday at the Electric Dance Hall instead of our usual Tuesday appointment. 1,847 more words


The best things happen while you're dancing.....and then........

Recovery from a crazy weekend symbolized too much drinking, eating, carousing and not enough sleep. Good times. Recovery in the baby boom lexicon foreshadows peculiar changes. 517 more words

My Strictly moment, or how I learned to love the rumba

I don’t know how it began, exactly. Maybe it was the sequins, or the ball gowns, or the dashing men in tails. Or possibly it was something to do with Bruce Forsyth’s kindly twinkle. 723 more words

Family Life

Winter Basketcase 2014

On Monday of last week, the hot water heater in my old apartment broke, flooding the whole place.  Nothing quite like the smell of wet carpet padding mixed with fresh dirt, lemme tell you.  1,096 more words

Ballroom Dancing

My Own Worst Enemy

Another dance lesson, another life lesson.  Just a typical day at the studio.

Let me give you some back story.  I use self-deprecating humor a lot.  1,311 more words

Ballroom Dancing

A Lifetime Rendezvous

Sixty-five years ago at approximately 10:30 p. m. on the Friday evening of December 16th, 1949, a sixteen year old girl waited in the deserted parking lot of Shorewood High School.  943 more words

Reflective Musings