Honest and Open. I enjoyed reading The Call. My mother was a talented, voracious dancer. There is not a dance she didn’t know. It bonded her to society, for she had been abandoned by her family as a child. She cut school on a regular bases to go dancing with her older friends. Dancing is how she met my father. He was also a beautiful dancer. They danced and he fell in love till the day they died. I’m a closet dancer. I take dance breakes regularly during my work day. Write on Kathleen!