You Make Me Feel Like Dancing

My wife, Melissa, is a fabulous dancer.  In describing what I do on the dance floor, she probably wouldn't use that same adjective. But we have fun. I liken the emotional life of a married couple to a "dance" -- ideally with a husband leading his wife, moving in unison around the floor.  When it’s done… Continue reading You Make Me Feel Like Dancing

As Time Goes By

At one time, I thought I’d written the book on romance. I packed picnic baskets, composed poetry, cooked meals extracted from Food & Wine magazine, spent hours in greeting card shops, arranged flowers, lit fires, collected bronzes and vintage wines, preferred "chick-flicks" to “blow-‘em-ups", and I knew all the best city vantage points and restaurants.… Continue reading As Time Goes By