‘A TEACHER TO THE LAST’BATTLING FATAL ILLNESS, A PROFESSORUSES DEATH TO SHOW US HOW TO LIVE

‘A TEACHER TO THE LAST’BATTLING FATAL ILLNESS, A PROFESSORUSES DEATH TO SHOW US HOW TO LIVE

BOSTON — The worst part of dying this way, he said, was that he couldn’t dance. Morrie loved to dance. For years he went to a church hall not far from Harvard Square, where once a week they would blast music and open the door to anyone, dance however you wanted, with whomever you wanted. Morrie danced by himself. He shimmied and fox-trotted, he did old dances to modern rock music. He closed his eyes and fell into the rhythm, twirling and spinning and clapping his hands.