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On the Murinsel in Graz

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Dancing for joy in Austria when my fifth grandchild was born. Music and dance began for me on Saturday nights when I was a little girl, after we watched The Carol Burnett Show. My sisters and I would be in our pyjamas, with sponge curlers mom had wrapped in our hair for Sunday church. We danced for what seemed like forever in front of our large floor to ceiling picture windows when night magically turned them into mirrors. If I were in a coma, music would bring me out of it. It would start with a twitching toe then soon I’d be dancing down the hallway with nurses chasing after me. (My Austrian filming friend thought the song was called, I Believe in Milk Cows. ???? ​⁠@gphmedia)
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