One of the greatest things about calling square dances is 
                  that there are highlights all time. It's always a great kick 
                  to see first time dancers amaze themselves by "getting" 
                  the Right and Left Grand, or the elegant Grand Square. It's 
                  a kick watching hot-shot club dancers helping each other through 
                  something insanely difficult  like Relay The Deucey, Boys 
                  righty, Girls lefty  and letting loose with a triumphant 
                  whoop at its successful finish. And then there are all those 
                  picture postcards I find myself in, just because I live in Sonoma 
                  county  calling to a circle of dancers on a hilltop overlooking 
                  a vineyard-covered valley, leading a line dance under a full 
                  moon on a farmhouse lawn beside an orchard...   
                   
                  But for special dances, memorable in one way or another... 
                   
                  First would have to be reconnecting with my 
                  mentor, Bill Peters and working with him at the first Maui 
                  square dance festival I called. I have more about this in my 
                  section on Bill. 
                   
                  Charlie Schulz of Peanuts fame danced with me once, at a benefit 
                  held at his Snoopy Ice Arena in Santa Rosa. He got up for a 
                  large circle mixer, where each man gets to dance with many different 
                  women and they progress around the circle. Mr. Schulz danced 
                  in true Charlie Brown style, staring at his feet the entire 
                  time. 
                   
                  During the same circle mixer at a large family reunion at a 
                  resort in Glen Ellen we were hit with significant earthquake 
                  (5 point-something) in the middle of the dance. Most of the 
                  dancers couldn't tell, but the folks on the sidelines had no 
                  doubt. One them checked her palm pilot and announced at the 
                  end of the dance, "WE are the epicenter!" It was actually 
                  about two miles away. 
                   
                  Then there's the dance I did for an association of rural gay 
                  men at a rustic Lake County resort. I knew I was in for something 
                  out of the ordinary when I passed a sign on the way in that 
                  read "No Nudity Beyond This Point"! Yes, many men 
                  in their birthday suits, many in black lingerie, others more 
                  modestly attired in western wear, and one quick change artist 
                  with his own boxful of frocks. 
                   
                  I did a dance for the San Francisco Symphony Orchestra with 
                  Nancy Pelosi, Barbara Boxer and former Secretary of State George 
                  Schultz in attendance. The Honorable Mr. Schultz was my most 
                  enthusiastic Virginia Reeler, but he kept taking a series of 
                  outrageous front-cuts to position himself and his wife as the 
                  head couple after every sequence. I reprimanded him several 
                  times, but I think he was having too much fun to notice. 
                   
                  Shortest dance I ever did was for a wedding in Rohnert Park. 
                  Scheduled before me on the program was the belly-dancing and 
                  hard liquor portion of the event. By the time I went on, only 
                  the bride and I were sober enough to stand, much less dance. 
                  And she was really ticked off! 
                   
                  The City of Oakland had me call at their 150th anniversary, 
                  in a beautifully restored historic section of the city, and 
                  then-Mayor Jerry Brown gave a little speech on my microphone. 
                  I regret to say I never made a dent in his resolve not to dance, 
                  however. 
                   
                  Then there's the dance I do each year for the Star of Sea School 
                  on Geary Boulevard, in San Francisco, always lots of fun and 
                  sky high energy! But one year, just as we were getting going 
                  with the dancing, we were hit with a blackout. Picture the scene: 
                  basement lunchroom, pitch black, stone walls, and then the little 
                  kids started screaming... No Exit! 
                   
                  I called a 90th birthday party for a friend and long-time club 
                  dancer, a very active affair with a folk dance instructor as 
                  well as me leading dances, and we discovered that the birthday 
                  boy was only the fifth oldest person there! | 
                  
                  
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