Thursday, November 17, 2011
You can therefore imagine my distinct happiness when I learned that our son has chosen—the final course he will choose at a university he has loved—to take a ballroom dancing class. Just a little one-credit something to cap a remarkable four years.
The photo above is not of my son, but it is of a boy whom I adored back in the days when I was volunteering as a judge and photographer for Dancing Classrooms. A video montage from that experience (with words and music) can be found here.