To the Editor:
I enjoyed seeing my old dance teacher, Paul Wybieracki, and his wife on the front page of the Sept. 9 edition of The Hull Times. A few years ago, the Jacobs School hosted a number of evening adult classes, and beginning ballroom dance was one of them. My wife, ever hopeful that we could someday glide across the ballroom floor, signed us up.
On Monday nights that fall we joined several other couples, and a few singles, for dance classes over eight weeks at the school. Paul was the consummate instructor, teaching us the waltz, swing, the foxtrot, and others, all in the Jacobs School cafeteria. He was great and even danced with me a couple of times when I was stumbling around. I was so inept on the dance floor that when the beginning class was repeated the following spring, we took it again. Another one of the couples from the fall class was also giving it another go. I thought that if I could just get one dance down, I’d be a happy dancer. And I’m proud to say that because of Paul’s patience and teaching experience I can passably get by when my wife and I cut the rug.
So, if you happened to be in the crowd at the Bernie King Pavilion and thought “Why is that guy and his wife so much better at dancing than everyone else?” now you know.