I was to teach a lass named Stacy today, but the woman who got into the Mean Orange Machine introduced herself as Lacey Starr. Noticing my confusion, Lacey explained she was Stacys mom, and wanted to see what FDS was all about before her daughter got in the car. No problem, I told her, and we went through the lesson as if she was the student. Lacey was rusty, but she did well enough. Afterwards, Lacey explained how Stacy had heard about FDS through a friend of hers who had done her lessons with me...
