This reminded me of a quote. So I had to go to the source. A book I leaf through occasionally when I have the time. I have to be careful because it's 83 years old. "All birds have not the same song. Each sings the one with which his little being is filled, and has his admirers and lovers." Carrie Moss Hawley, My Soul and I. This gives the same feeling. The same spirit succeeds in all generations. Bob
dancing with you. But what a pleasure...
Ron
Seya at the dance!
budd