Yes, who could forget the spectacle of Silla Cheney dancing in chapel? There she was, clad in leotards, coming down the center aisle doing somersaults or cartwheels or handstands or something like that, moving on up to the platform where she performed her strenuous gymnastic routine. I do not recall myself offering any commentary on the occasion. We had already heard via the grapevine that she was trained in dance and gymnastics and wanted to use that to make her personal statement in the world. Thus it is safe to asssume that if you are a trained ballerina perhaps the powers-that-be who schedule chapel events will make an exception in your case, never mind that social dancing is against the rules of our college. Lots of people wanted to perform in chapel. Whatever. Anyway, I cannot say that I ever cared what Silla does. After all, I would not want to be dumped in the same bucket with Michal. One dares not vocalize any protest of dancing of any sort lest one's reproductive rights be stolen, even though it was not so much David's dancing that bothered Michal but the fact that he was running down Main Street clad only in his underwear. Perhaps that was sort of like appearing at a formal dinner wearing nothing but swim trunks, a faux pas of the etiquette variety that everyone else was willing to overlook given the nature of the occasion. Guys at the beach in their swimsuits can get sort of rowdy so it is best for girls not to say anything about that lest we find ourselves forced to make the Devil's choice. So yes, we had heard from Lynda of people at college taking tap dancing lessons but we dare not comment.
Oh, was Silla related to the vice president? I really wouldn't know anything about that. I seem to remember that Jimmy Carter was president at the time. Interestingly, Silla married Loren Wyrick who is a cousin of Susie Stewart (MK-El Salvador), who I have known since age 10. We had met Loren's mother, who was a woman minister of the old-line variety, but she is dead now. Susie did say a few things about Silla when I called her in California at the phone number she had given me, which as it turned out was Loren and Silla's house. Susie said something about Silla having gotten her master's degree and was writing TV screenplays. Susie said that Silla and Loren had agreed that after she got her master's, that she would support him in getting his but that was not happening. He was faced with a boring career of police officer and disappointed with his foul-mouthed wife and her bunch of obnoxious friends who included Sharon and Debbie traipsing in and out all of the time to use their washing machine. Oh, I had not known before calling that those people were all so connected. OK, so perhaps it is better that I not call California. I really would not want to be a party to their divorce. Those people were never really my problem.
