I love Thanksgiving. For forever it has been my very favorite holiday; the anticipation of waking up on that Thursday morning when we didn't have to go to school, sitting on my parents’ bed and reveling in The Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade — while the smells of Thanksgiving dinner preparations were already underway. My brother was
There are several summer delights that I relish and look forward to every year: a baseball game (major or minor league) on a summer evening, the forbidden indulgence of a mocha chip ice cream cone, and fireworks on the fourth among them. But six years ago I discovered another summer pleasure to savor; this one is not illicit in any way and even involves air conditioning:
The Contemporary American Theater Festival (CATF)
With a nod to Sir Andrew Lloyd Weber’s lyrics from Sunset Boulevard I fervently believe that great philosophy is found within a show tune. These words characterize our time-honored ritual each February in the National Theatre’s Helen Hayes Gallery (named for our beloved benefactor)