I have lots of rhythm. Lots. More than most white people. Dancing came naturally to me.
As a kid I loved to dance, but never with anybody except maybe my mother.
Growing up, I was tall and shy and very self-conscious about my height (and everything else). I never once got asked or went to a dance or danced at all in public, except ballet class or recital.
Dancing with the door and Bandstand, I burned ’em up though.
Did you dance? With real people or the door? My door could really dance, but he was such a square….. ba-dum-shee.
Chris Montez is still around. I bet he looks the same. Just like we do.
I was very self-conscious about dancing well into my thirties. I had three left feet. But at the annual law firm holiday party one year it occurred to me that I had two choices: dance or talk to other lawyers. I’ve been dancing ever since.
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Good choice! (Kidding, I’m kidding.)
Sorry to say even that wouldn’t have enticed me to the dance floor.
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The refrigerator door was my best partner. We jitterbugged really well but slow dancing was a little tough. My Mom would yell when we got into it so badly that the door pulled open spilling out the cold.
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Love it!
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