The First of Fall

Summer is over.  As expected, the September weather here in New York has been just splendid—bright days, perfect temperature, cool nights.  Nothing to complain about.

Except that now the daylight will dwindle away.  The cold will come.  It’s the wrong side of winter for me.  It’s no surprise that Seasonal Affective Disorder is abbreviated SAD. 

We will soon need ways to cheer up.  What better cure than dancing!  So I present here cheering performances.  If you get the end-of-year blues, log on to these.  They are sure to make you smile.

My first two choices are pretty obvious, but nonetheless surefire hits.

First Fred, but not with not with Ginger Rogers.  In this case it’s Eleanor Powell.   Rival studio contracts kept Hollywood’s two best dancers apart until they  finally got to team up in 1940.

And then Travolta!

Here a great favorite you may not have seen.  Did you know the mega-talented Christopher Walken could do this?

And speaking of fall, can you fathom why Gene Kelly didn’t?

Annamaria Alfieri