My Happy Place
I met a couple from Connecticut. He was dressed as something resembling a Scottish Viking (if there is such a person) wearing a helmet, kilt, among other things. His companion…
I met a couple from Connecticut. He was dressed as something resembling a Scottish Viking (if there is such a person) wearing a helmet, kilt, among other things. His companion…
The Circle in the Square didn’t feel like most Broadway theaters. The stage sat in the middle, the audience wrapped around it, and that night it felt like the old…
Is there such a thing? Amtrak says so and my wife, myself and my grandson, Josh, age 9 rode from Charleston, SC to NYC round trip in one back in…
The show was outstanding. Every performer on that stage earned the standing ovation they got. I just couldn't give them a proper one. At eighty-seven, with a potful of arthritis,…
Happy Birthday, My Love June 12. You know what I was doing three days ago, sixty-two years back? I was in my apartment, right here in Charleston, wearing my loudest…
There’s a list I carry in my head. People I’ve seen. People I’ve touched. People I watched on a stage and never forgot. A New York kid who ended up…
If you had scanned the Dock Street Theatre at Saturday’s matinee, you might have noticed something. Row C. On the aisle. Two men. That was us. We were there because…
Family is important to all of us, but it’s not always our priority as the vagaries of life are upon us continuously. As we conduct our lives, we are concerned…
A letter Marjorie, I’ve been trying to figure out how to write about our life together. Writing to you feels like the only honest way to do it. I also…
During this most challenging time of my 86-year life, why does this soliloquy from Shakespeare’s Macbeth keep playing in my weak brain? “Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrowCreeps in this petty pace from…