Of Dixie Cups and Dancing To Heaven

I got this letter from "Jay" out west:

"Out here in Southern California, friendships tend to be pretty ephemeral affairs; people act friendly right away, but as soon as you or they move on to a different job or a different school, one is likely never to hear from them again. I work at a university, and have gotten to know many students rather well in years past and I felt that we had a real friendship only to never hear from them again after graduation. We live in a real Dixie cup culture where people and things are often seen as disposable. We move from place to place and job to job, from one anonymous suburb or apartment block to another, many of us filling our spare time with TV shows and the mindless bustle of the consumer lifestyle and never really putting down any sort of roots or real commitments with our neighbors. In this respect, your dancing is a really wonderful thing - to be with others who love what you love in joy and music and perspiration! I hope and pray that you keep it up so that you and your [friends] can [dance] your way to heaven in good and faithful company."

We can only hope.