Deb Pleasants

"Hey, I didn't want to assume anything," was the boisterous waiter's only response. No matter how many time we attempted to point out his transgression, he would just deflect us with jazz hands and say, "Like I said, I didn't want to assume anything."

From my hotel room window, I stared at an African American woman trying to escape the blazing Florida heat by cooling off in in the pool. However, something seemed a bit odd. This adult woman was struggling to keep her upper body submerged in waist deep water. Too shallow to stand up, yet too deep to sit down, she unsuccessfully tried stretching out horizontally on the pool stairs.

Deb dancing with Rince na Chroi (Photo courtesy Deb Pleasants)

"Aghh! My leg!" I cried out, collapsing against the wall of the dance studio.

"Are you okay?" Emily asked.