Giordano, here I come! No, not the pizza. I am signing up for a jazz class at Gus Giordano Dance Studio here in Evanston. It has probably been 2 years since I have taken a formal class. (Wow, that long?) I grew up dancing 3 to 4 times a week and gradually fell off in college and after. So, time to un-rust and attempt to be graceful again.
An Oswego bridge over the Fox River