Angela Dale Nall

- Angela Dale Nall loved to dance. Any kind of dance. She believed in movement. She said it was fun. As simple as that.

                - She opened A Dance Studio to provide an environment where anyone could learn to dance. She slashed prices for poor families. If someone couldn’t pay, she’d trade services, a man with janitorial ability might clean her studio that his daughter might learn to plié. Often she gave away a week’s classes for free and when payment never came, nor did the erstwhile students reappear, she was just glad a child enjoyed dance for a week.

                - She lost her business several times, struggled, persevered, and re-opened her dream just as often. She held multiple jobs to feed her family and fuel her passion, laboring from dawn till dusk that she and all who felt that burning desire within could trip the light fantastic and forget all their troubles, without a care in the world.

                - She herself taught Ballet, Jazz, Hip-Hop, Modern, Contemporary, and Tap. Dance enthusiasts from all around made use of the expensive dance floor she had installed for that express purpose, teaching their magnificent trade with the same glee she did. Her studio was host to céilí clubs, ballroom, swing, salsa, tumbling, gymnastics, belly dancing, yoga, and tai chi.

                - A male was never emasculated in her classroom, as some choreographers might not consider the shame of a man already brave enough to don spandex upon his eventual return to the football field. She found him moves worthy of his strength.

                - There were always snacks in the lobby for the exhausted dance enthusiast: Famous Amos Chocolate Chip Cookies, animal crackers, and juice for the kids; bottles of water, pretzels for the adults. Sometimes she’d spring for a pack of 12 ounce Powerades for extra electrolytes and added hydration.

                - She’d stay up all night, at the expense of her health, decorating her studio, cutting cardboard characters for birthday parties, making props for a recital, sorting toys for her treasure chest to reward good little boys and girls and they were all good little boys and girls.

                - For all these things, this woman was reviled by many, openly mocked by the working class, her peers, for her petty profession of dance, the frivolous prancing of decadent royals with nothing better to do. These same souls never realized this kind, compassionate, charitable woman brought to her beloved working class community, the salt of the earth, the lofty joy of kings.

                - Angela Dale Nall believed in Jesus Christ, King of Kings, and feared death not at all.

                - She dances now beside the ocean, toes spinning through the sand of beaches of beautiful silver-limned clouds, across every sparkle twinkling atop the waters of life and life everlasting in the Kingdom of Heaven, true to her name, wearing an angel’s wings.

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