The teacher calls this move "the shimmy."

There she goes!

Now, she's catching her breath and talking with her friend and line-dancing partner, Terry... not to be confused with her ballroom dance partner, Jack.

They're good!

It's the end of the hour, and the rest of the group pooped out and is sitting in the chairs.

Now, the teacher has joined them... he's a boogying line-dancer.

At last...... a chance to rest and laugh!

Who would ever believe she's 82?

And here she is a few months later, having a ball at the New Year's Dance. She does us proud.

it's good to go HOME
...and eat her delicious
southern cooking!