My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Grandchildren Trick or Treating last night …
Or going to their first high school homecoming game and dance …
2. Our Day of the Dead (Dia de los Muertos) celebration and meal today.
Robert and I were especially celebrating the lives of our parents.
3. Memories.
4. These incredible lacquered flower pumpkins in front of a Savannah Historic District home near us.
Look!
5. Incredibly good-smelling fall candles.
May you “fall” into a great weekend ahead.
Robert’s Hand, Benny’s Head.
So a while back, grandson Daniel (young Savannah actor/singer—and now high school senior) played one of his most serious and evil roles so far. (And he’s been in over three dozen plays, since he started acting as a little kid.)
For this play, Daniel did not get a leading role. He was a supporting actor, the dastardly Mayor Josiah Dobbs, in Steve Martin’s very serious musical Bright Star.
Here he is (far left) in a light moment during rehearsals with his three best buddies, all in the play.
But Daniel’s character was anything but light. When the mayor’s son got a girl pregnant, Mayor Dobbs intervened and stole the baby from the mother’s arms. (More about THAT hideous heist in a minute.)
Robert and I went to opening night, and the play was VERY well done, especially for a high school performance.
The second night, too, went swimmingly.
But the closing matinee, well, was quite a different story.
Let me have Daniel explain. The short video below is actually part of D’s prescreens/prep for musical theatre college applications. For a portion called “the wildcard,” Daniel took a risk and decided to explain about what went wrong with the closing performance of Bright Star.
Yes, at least Daniel got to keep the head as a bizarre “souvenir”!
Next up, Daniel is Shakespeare in Shakespeare in Love here in Savannah.
P.S. Here’s the feedback Daniel got about his “wildcard” from the folks he’s working with in New York:
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Daughter Amy and son-in-law Scott hamming it up by the river near their house.
2. HR suggesting we drive over to nearby Tybee Island for an evening walk on the beach.
And look! Another riveting film in my long-running canon of riveting films, this one starring the Atlantic Ocean, the Tybee Pier and HR. 
3. The ability to WALK. What a blessing! I encourage you, wherever you are and if possible, to stand up and walk around a bit. What a miracle!
4. Sunlight on grass.
5. My fellow.
May you have an Ocean of Weekend Fun ahead.
Grandson Gabriel in a recent tournament down in Florida …
(G does not get that skill from me, in case you were wondering.)
“Picnic”
Today, Robert, ex-wife Donna and I had a lovely picnic along the banks of the beautiful Wilmington River here in Savannah.
Delicious Family Joy
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. HR and I attending a very cool “high tea” here in Savannah with daughter Amy and ex-wife Donna.
2. Wisteria in Savannah!
Can you smell it?!
3. Being able (at least occasionally) to “let things go.”
4. On our recent trip to Baltimore, Robert being reunited with some of his artwork from his childhood.
No, no, don’t try to buy it. It’s priceless!
5. Deviled eggs.
May your weekend smell better than wisteria and taste better than deviled eggs!
“Heights”
So today Robert and I invited ex-wife Donna to join us for our church’s noon day Ash Wednesday service, which was beautifully somber and peaceful, marking the beginning of the forty days of Lent in the Christian liturgical calendar.
Afterwards we went to one of our favorite local, casual seafood restaurants for lunch, Driftaway Cafe.
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