pk, the Dancer

South Side High School, Class of ’56, named me Best Dancer. Age sixty-nine, deciding it was time I met some women, I began attending the Highlands Senior Social. I hadn’t danced in more than half a century but I somehow got myself onto the dance floor, with a partner, a woman celebrating her eighty-seventh birthday! and, one step at a time, let my muscles remember what they used to do: to cheering crowds. The boss, Ahn, asked me to assist teaching the line dancing, then to take over the line dancing. (That put me in the middle of a civil war: the Social proved to be a divided entity.) I proposed teaching classes on the ballroom dancing as well.

pk at a Senior social, dancing with a non-senior

Soon I was called The Dancer.

This past season, 2011, I’ve been teaching line dancing at the YMCA: and now I’ve formed the LineDanceAlliance.

About pk

Seems to me that some modicum of honesty is requisite to intelligence. If we look in the mirror and see not kleptocrats but Christians, we’re still in the same old trouble.
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