PERSONAL ESSAY | MEMOIR

Old Lady Dance Class With Ma Walton

Guess which one of us was the klutz?

Not Ma Walton. Not me. Just a stock photo from Canva.

I took an “old lady” dance class when I was twenty-nine.

It seemed like an old lady dance class at the time. I had to get special permission to join. Technically, it was a jazz dance class for women over thirty-five. It makes me guffaw out loud just…