Dance Like No One’s Watching

To the Editor:

I did something this weekend that I had not done in years; I went to see The “Stardust Review” at the Edmond Town Hall. As we took our seats I started to reminisce about my childhood and the years between the fifth and seventh grade when I danced. Mrs Lathrop taught all the classes; she was always in show mode!

Ginny was bigger than life (and still is, one of the last great vaudevillians!), and her partner Mack, a class act, her guiding light, would spin the 45’s we would practice to again and again in anticipation of the day, show day! It was like no other feeling. “Show Business,” I was in a show! My mom danced as well in the first two years. We always got our photos taken together and with our troop. I forgot how wonderful it made me feel until last Saturday!

This past weekend I witnessed that same bliss in so many people — tall, short, little, big, young, old, girls and boys. I loved the boys! My mom said all boys should take dance once in their lives (check-out the Super Bowl shuffle on YouTube, or John Travolta!)

I felt like an extra in a movie that was shooting a recital scene. So perfect, the lights the sound the star effect from the mirror ball — sheer hometown magic!

So, I would urge (and dare) any and all to do one of two things: 1) see the show next year even if you think you won’t know anyone, be assured you will recognize a girl from Dunkin’ Donuts or the realtor who sold you your house; 2) take a class and dance like no one is watching (once in your life). I’ll see you in class. To you Mrs Lathrop, thank you for sharing your gifts and lifelong passion with us! You are a treasure!

Mary Fellows

Walnut Tree Hill Road, Sandy Hook                               June 6, 2007