To the world they were "Leta and Lechard", to me they were my Aunt and Uncle...

Every family should have an aunt Anna and Uncle Lou. They were exciting to be around. When they came in to a room it lite up and people wanted to be close to them. You could tell they were different than the rest of us.

In the twenties, they were at the height of their career in Ballroom dancing. They traveled the world and danced for King's, Queen's and Presidents. The Terpsichore school of Dance at Manhattan, New York was for only the elite of students and Anna and Lou were at the head of the class. It was there that Lou befirended a lonely, poor Italian immigrant who was sleeping on a Cental Park bench who would become known as Rudolf Valentino. It was Terpsichore School of Dance that Lou managed to get evening lessons in The Tango and Ballet for the unkown young man by trading show tickets for lessons.

While at Naples in 1925, they were drugged, Anna was gang raped and started drinking ending their dancing career. She begged Lou to find another partner but to no avail. Sometime in the early 1930's they retired from the world stage and and made their home at Monticello, New York, never to dance again. I heard once from Uncle Lou, that one day he turned around and she was gone. I regretfully didn't question him but years later I tried and was not able to find a marriage certificate for Anna and Lou and no one in my family knew or could recall anna's last name. One family member said she thought it was McCloud. We don't even know if Anna was her first name. So I decided to leave it as "One day she was gone.

Never having ever seen them dance, I remember all of the story's we heard from family members of the exploits and adventures. Making my own mark in this life and now in my seventies, I can appreciate their acheivement even more. Where ever Anna was, we'd like for her to know how proud we are of her. Way to go Aunt Anna and Uncle Luo. Loookin GOOD. Proud of you two. Dominic...