ANGELS, I LOVE THEM

Mary and Steven came back from dancing before the people in Hawaii and they did this for 30 some years until Mary passed away several years ago. She was 90 plus and the Hawaiians they danced before in shows and lessons loved them. Now Steve has a new partner and they will go there this coming April. They are what I call living angels. Above statement is about Mary and Steve both seniors and both were active in promoting dancing where they lived in Washington State. What Mary and Steve accomplished is far and above what many seniors would even attempt at their ages. Many seniors give up doing marvelous things when they hit seniordom as I named it. We cannot give up, else we become old people and old people are what we thought our parents and grandparents were when we were young. Seniors now days dance, drive, do and do more. Many volunteer their time helping needy kids to learn to read and to learn to love reading. Many seniors still work out of necessity and do their jobs well. Many like Rene and I write and try to encourage everyone to dance. Rene writes and manages a glorious website, what you were reading this on for about 9 years and on now Fairfax Station. I write to embolden us 'old folks' to go out and do it. When we were teens and a bit older, 'do it' meant something else, even in those times before the so called sexual revolution. Rene also teaches dance and shows us oldsters that dance can enhance our lives. Rene is a glorious senior and proud to be one. So am I. Rene is now retired from his website. I love angels. Now I know there are no real ones , but it is still nice to imagine that one looks over our shoulders and helps us to cope, to succeed and to be healthy as we can. I made up an expression. This is it. There are angels with golden hands. There are angels with golden feet and there are angels with golden words. I complimented my hair stylist (formerly known as hairdressers) and told her when she finished doing my hair yesterday and it looked especially wonderful, that she was an angel with golden hands. Her eyes teared up and she thanked me and said no one ever said that. So, we who dance have golden feet (even though many of us have hammertoes, bunions and etc. from dancing) and it is well worth the fantastic times we have dancing. We who write and express our self about our dear dancing desires and devotion are angels with golden words. People like Steven and Mary were golden seniors when they went to Hawaii and presented dancing shows to people who may never have had the experience of viewing a dancing exhibition or even to learn a few steps. Let us all become golden seniors ( as my columns have been called for over twenty years.) We will remain golden folks and show other people that seniors are alive, well, happy, healthy and delightful. LET'S DO IT AND I MEAN DANCE!!!!! Elita Sohmer Clayman