Having been born with two left feet, the idea of social dance terrified me. Yet, I needed more units and the only class available was the social dance class.
So, I spent three long months dancing waltz, tango, and fox trot, mostly stepping on my unfortunate partners’ feet.
Only one person volunteered to partner with me. She wore pretty red pumps. She became my girlfriend and then my wife.
Later I learned that her shoes were steel toed when she kicked me in the shin for cheating on her.