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Kate's Dance Recital


Last year, we were in the hospital. Dave was admitted on Memorial Day with blood clots in his lungs. He developed a staph infection in his arm from an IV that should have been taken out. He missed Kate's dance recital. We went to the hospital to see him right after she danced. He was so proud of her. He made it out just in time for Kenny's 8th grade graduation.




This year...we went to the hospital on Memorial Day again. Zach this time. Nothing like a cuddle from your sis to get you on the road to recovery quickly. Zach's 8th grade graduation is tomorrow, thank goodness he's out in time for that.


Both brothers in the audience, an answered prayer for our little dancer. Each boy gave her a yellow rose. They each gave one to Annalee, too. This was Annalee's first recital and she was cute as a button.

Kate danced beautifully, full of grace and poise. She looked so grown up. She is in Jazz 4 this year, and it's fairly advanced. The dances are quite complex and they have studied for many years. She knows quite a bit of French! She decided to forgo ballet for this year.

She really is a dancer at heart. She seems to listen to music in her head, a tune that only she can hear. She dances in the aisles at the grocery store, she floats along sidewalks, and prances between the bases in her softball games. She often sings softly to herself as she glides from place to place. I rarely see her simply walk. All of life has a rhythm for Kate. She seeks the beautiful in ordinary things. Her brothers are more practical, but she has a poet's heart, like her father.

I do have some more pictures on my 35 mm and some video. I hope to put together a video montage like I did for Kenny's skiing and Zach's basketball. Give me a few days! Until then, a couple of more pictures ought to hold you!


Kate getting ready to go on stage.













Cousin Annalee was dancing in the show, too!

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  1. She's a dancer allright! Sure looks like one, I never had the pulled back hair thing going on! Lovely, just lovely. When you come to Chicago, we can see some really great dance (notice I said "when", not "if").....sending love, Cathy B. w/o Lou dx inoperable gbm 10/04
    http://lessonsfromlou.blogspot.com

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  2. What a beautiful dancer or dancers I should say. Kate is so beautiful and I agree with Cathy she looks like a dancer. I am glad both boys were there for her. The way the four of you have become a "new" family bond together with love is wonderful. I know you didn't have a choice because if you did it would not have been the choice you made but it is wonderful! Tonight is the night for our 8th graders (boy time flys). We will miss our loved ones but they will be there in spirit and we will rejoice in our children. Much love my friend.

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