I am not good at embracing uncertainty. Nor am I good with transitions despite the tagline of this blog. As we drove away from Washington D.C. in June 2014, having packed up our house, I wept. Sam peered at me in confusion. “Why are you crying?” he asked. “Weren’t you the one who decided we should clear […]
It is said that deer are the smartest animals in the Maine woods. They proved that last weekend when the second Annual Fitz-Harrington Deer Hunt came to a close without a shot fired or a buck spotted. As with the 2013 Fitz-Harrington Deer Hunt, the highlights of the trip included the food, wine and accommodations. […]
I’ve let a whole month pass without writing about the poetry workshop I took the last week of August. It was, coincidentally, the last week of our 15-month Gap Year. A lovely way to end the summer and to end our “official” gap. Although, as I have noted, the “gap” between our old life and […]
It’s our second September here in Stonington. This month is a lovely secret, one of many about living on midcoast Maine. The first thing of note is the abrupt exodus of the summer people right before Labor Day. That includes members of my family who make their trek back to D.C. My initial reaction is to […]
Sam had his say, reflecting back on our Gap Year. It is always a pleasant surprise to learn more about what he is thinking. Now it’s my turn. My thoughts are not as organized or logical. I picture tidy file cabinets inside Sam’s brain, clearly labeled “Africa,” “France,” “Hunting,” “Lemurs,” “The Last Ferryman,” etc. Not so […]
Today is the last official day of our 15-month (courtesy of our British friends) Gap Year. The time for the wrap-up has arrived. What did I learn? What can I pass on? Let me begin with a quick summary. Having left a progressively dysfunctional healthcare system, a key issue was how would my sense of […]
It is the morning after the last matinee of The Last Ferryman. No rehearsals, no performances, no house guests, no family and no other structure are complicating my day. What an experience it was. Eight sold-out performances and eight standing ovations after six weeks of rehearsals and performances. I am ending my revivified theatrical career […]
Why have we stopped writing? There are several reasons. None of them particularly persuasive. As the guiding editorial force behind the blog, I fell down on the job. More about that tomorrow. As for Sam, he has been busy, well, growing a luxuriant mustache for his part in The Last Ferryman at the Stonington Opera House. He […]
Maybe it is better not to live in a vacation paradise. Or maybe, at the conclusion of the fourteenth month of a fifteen-month Gap “Year” I am deciding that twelve months would have been enough. But how could I have gone into my second summer on the coast of Maine without looking forward to more […]
I am making my musical theater comeback. Having last been on stage in 1972 (I had a role in Senator Al Franken’s original college production of *Nixon), I have accepted the role of Doctor B. (for Benjamin) Lake Noyes in the world premiere production of The Last Ferryman at the Stonington Opera House. As a board member, Debbie […]
