Yesterday, I traveled to Cincinnati to visit Connie, my dear friend of many decades. The drive was long, but I never mind making it. Connie and I met when we were teaching fellows in the dance department at the University of Michigan. She was so incredibly gorgeous that I was sure we’d never become…

In what seems like a lifetime ago (well, several decades), I left my first husband, a really nice, well-to-do man. At the time, I had a young son and a job dancing with a small modern dance company that barely paid the bills. To say that my family members were appalled is an understatement. I…