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Once retired
Ted Fancher,
a frustrated singer stifled by the demands of a
lifetime of worldwide travel which made regular involvement in
endeavors such as BCP impossible, was a sucker to be recruited by son
Jeff into the glitter and glitz with our group. As a tour rookie
his first appearance in olios demanded the utmost in
self-subjugation, requiring the use of make-up, high heels and frilly
underthings. Thus far a good sport about the resultant humiliation
and scorn, he pledges to return - should he survive dancing backward
and in high heels - for another shot at the bright lights.
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