My friend [[Harold Stephens]] returns to the net with The Life and Loves of a Ballet Russe Spear Carrier:
But now comes the truth. I couldn’t dance. I am a yachtsman, mountain climber, jungle basher, anything to do with the outdoors but I am not a dancer. Those were the years of the twist, and I could do that dance all right (anyone could) but not the waltz or even the simple fox trot. I had two left feet when it came to dancing.
So what was I doing dancing with the world famous Ballet Russe, trying to win favor of the great, beautiful Maria Tallchief?
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