Well, it seems my shyness runs in the family. I was at my grandparents' (dad's side) house for an early thanksgiving thing this weekend, and my uncle (dad's brother) was there, as well as my aunt and my dad. Anyway, my grandpa talked a bit about how when he was in London during WWII, there was the Red Cross club where there was lots of dancing and "willing English women" (his words). My uncle asked if he went and danced, and he said "no, too shy". Instantly, my dad and my uncle and I all said pretty much the same thing: "yeah, same here". That was so funny! Kinda sad in a way, but funny anyway.
I just wanted to share that story.
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