|YO-YO SIS. SHE NEVER COULD PLAY THE CELLO.|
So, a'right a'ready! Dale taught me how to ice skate. She taught me how to dance. She was really good at both, but I never let myself go the way she could. So, when we were kids (Dale was already in her teens), before any event (wedding, bar mitzvah, school event) she would drag me into her room, turn on her "record player," and make me dance with her. Thanks to Dale, I could do a bunch of the steps performed on stage by The Temptations — never very useful at a bar mitzvah unless I was going to be a back-up singer for "Walter Lebow and His Orchestra." I don't know how much more useful it was to line-dance, stomping my feet and clapping my hands to the beat of "Glad All Over" by The Dave Clark Five. But it was definitely fun.
Thinking of you, Dale, and feeling glad all over!