Keep on Dancing

I didn’t have a dance party on my 60th birthday. That had been the plan. Crosbie, whose standing joke was that I was his older friend (by one month!) was all for a joint party. We knew where (Moose Hall) although we hadn’t decided between the local band that did covers of 70s and 80s … Continue reading Keep on Dancing →

It’s not brave if you’re not scared, Part 2

"But I guess it's easy for you," he said. "You're so outgoing." The table talk at the cafe was about the Karaoke the night before, how I'd led the dancing to the songs I'd chosen: The Time Warp, Tic Tok, Macarena. And how afterwards some of us had gone out to a club and danced … Continue reading It’s not brave if you’re not scared, Part 2 →