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I was trying to hold my five-month old granddaughter in my lap during a ballet recital only to find out that she’s hooked on dance already. Up and down and up and down sprung those chubby little legs.

Whether it was the lights on the stage or the music or the ballerinas, I know not. I couldn’t help think back to when her mother was younger and in these same recitals.  I remember beaming as I filmed and shot pictures and grew older with each passing year.

Now, as a grandfather, I have no children in the recital. But I did get to hold “a tiny dancer in my hands.”

Each season in life has its advantages. Makes you feel like, well, dancing.

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