Shall we?

ONCE, MAYBE A COUPLE OF YEARS AGO, I WAS

WATCHING THE FABULOUS GINGER ROGERS, (SHE BEING

THE ONE WHO DANCED BACKWARDS, IN HIGH HEELS),
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dancing with the one and
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only FRED ASTAIRE.



"FOLLOW THE FLEET" was playing on TV.
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There was an early dusk outside, it being winter, and the only light was coming from the television. I was tapping out the rhythm, still seated but planning to rise and sweep around the room. The irresistible tapping, the gossamer glamour of Ginger captivated me. Fred's smile, tuxedo and immaculate precision were always in sync. It was so easy for me to become his partner.

I'd danced along with Fred since I was a kid.

I squinted at the screen because something odd seemed to be taking place. Ginger wasn't Ginger any more. Without any doubt in my mind, and thrillingly puzzled, I found Fred's partner to be me! Absolutely not a halucination. I don't mean that I shape shifted onto the screen and could actually touch him. Oh, no, it was me, truly captured on film. I can see it forever. Fred's partner was me. The secret is that Ginger looks a bit like me, and vice versa. I didn't plan it, it's just a gift.

To this very day when I watch that movie, it's me. Not in the speaking parts, and not in the whole movie, but just in this one long shot. I bet if you squint, you might make it up to the silver screen too.


Dedicating this first day of the year to Fred and Ginger, (and me), is so much better than trying to keep my New Year's resolution.

Thanks Fred.
Thanks Ginger, and Happy New Year to all!!!