By Susan Strasburger

At 18, I had decided "it's too late now to be a dancer," since I had declined Pittsburgh Ballet Theater and decided to go to Yale University instead. (You can't say no to Yale, can you?!)

Although I found a way to dance and perform there, when I went to New York City at 21, I said once again "it's too late now to be a dancer." I took classes, but always left feeling depressed.

by Phil Porter

I was lucky to have found my way into modern dance classes at Macalester College (in St. Paul), Indiana University and the University of California at Berkeley. While concentrating primarily on studying other things, I also got some really good dance training, which ultimately had as much of an effect on my life as some of my “majors.”