Early Days
Confessions of a Closet Dancer
Well it starts when I am nursery school and unbeknownst to me I began to dance when music was played. One of the teachers observed this (how important teachers are! in things other than teaching!) and relayed it to my mother.
My mother Joyce Davidoff (nee Stein) came from a poor and musical family in Vereeniging, whose home was always open to all, and full of song, dance and laughter. This gene was deeply embedded in her and her brother Henry and sister Girlie. She had an impeccable eye for aesthetics including beauty of form, music, clothes and furniture. To imbue and express this in her progeny, she dearly (I believe) wanted a daughter, but God granted her 3 sons.
A picture of me when I was 3 or 4 shows me with long curly feminine looking hair.
A picture of me when I was 3 or 4 shows me with long curly feminine looking hair.