It's a cold rain that falls, when winter is almost over and spring has whispered it's presents. The rain clouds tuck in the sun for another group of days that will water the brown grass and leafless trees. Next week today,April will be at the door step ready to shower the May flowers out of their earthy blanket. This event is raising through my winter arms and legs,through my hibernationed mind and soul. Calling forth a renewed sense of hope and energy... At Last!
I said yes, when my friend asked me if I wanted to go dancing at a downtown café in Denver. My friend assured me that there were lessons before hand, and you didn’t need a partner. I grew up listening to the greats, Count Basie, Billie Holiday, Ella Fitzgerald, Duke Ellington, Frank Sinatra, Glenn Miller, and Benny Goodman. But, until the night that I went dancing with my friend, I hadn’t fully appreciated what I loved listening too so much. The cover charge was seven dollars, and that included an hour of east cost swing lessons, and a live big band performance following, where I practiced what I had just learned in the lesson. It was a welcoming community of people those dancers. I met a few men that had been dancing for years, and said how exited they were that the young people were starting to really dance again. One gentleman in particular named Max, who, I noted, could kick his legs up higher than I could, and never seemed to tire. He danced every dance, and on that first n...
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