When I was 20 years old, I moved to the city proper: San Diego. San Diego had a top private dance school called “Stage 7.” I would take classes whenever I could, they cost $6.50 per class. But, during the summer, I was good enough to win a full scholarship. And I would take up … Continue reading Dance: the latter years
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