My dad and I both love music, but we rarely agree on it. He‘s a stoic, sarcastic Northerner, and I‘ve never seen him dance. So when my grandmother sent me a forgotten box of old film slides I was amazed to find this one: radio in hand, shoulders back like he‘s doing the Watusi. I‘d love to see him bust some moves like this again sometime.
featured in romka # 8, 2013