Give Me Back my Sweater!

(re-run) Once divorced, I discovered dancing in nightclubs, some of them outside with trees and twinkling lights.  Barone’s in Pleasanton had live music every Thursday, from May to October.  The October nights were cool, with the sun setting at 6:30 or so. I put on my short dancing dress, went bare legged, with sandals on… Continue reading Give Me Back my Sweater!

Dancing my Life Away

A newish girlfriend asked me the other night how I learned to partner dance. It got me thinking about how my fancy footwork has gotten me to where I am today.  As a child, my older sis got to take tap dancing. When I asked if I could, too, the answer was no. “Here are… Continue reading Dancing my Life Away