Dancing

Jerry was not a dancer.  His response whenever I'd put my arms around him with music playing, or when I'd take his hands and try to waltz him around the kitchen, would be either to stand stock still while smiling as if he had no idea what I wanted, or to move (usually just his arms) very deliberately not in time to the music.  The only time I ever got him to dance with me for real was at Allison and David's wedding in Huntsville, AL two years ago.  Here's the photographic evidence of those moments - I particularly love the smile on Jerry's face in the first photo (and even though I'm not facing the camera, I can tell I'm laughing too, for sheer pleasure).