Tripping the light fantastic, Edouard Theriault & Golda Lagace
This photo sweeps me back to my childhood, when I grew up surrounded by the music of the swing era big bands! It also drew me back to those exciting days at the end of the 50s when we were one of the first families on our street to get a television (black and white of course). In those early years some of our favourite movies were those of the dancing duo – Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers.
You can tell from the photo that my parents were expert dancers. In fact, as a sideline while he was working his way through university, my father was a teacher at an Arthur Murray Ballroom Dancing School in Montreal. My mother wasn’t a dance teacher but she was a natural – light on her feet and quick to learn. To me as a little girl – sitting on my stool and watching them dance – my parents were every bit as good as Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers!
And when I got a little older it was finally my turn as my father taught me my first dances. I remember that Latin rhythms were all the rage then – and I particularly enjoyed the cha-cha-cha!