Contemplations 1

After a couple days of real drenching, it was nice to see the sun once again. And the ocean.

View and I went to the cliffs down at the end of Paradise Road this afternoon. The roar of the waves chipping away, millimeter by millimeter, at the lava rocks below gave our minds a bit of respite from – well, you know.

It’s nearly two weeks since the play closed. Still, I go over lines every once in a while, to see if I can improve. I don’t know why, exactly.

Of the many issues the play brought up, one lingering issue is how things might have gotten better through better technology, but things really have gotten worse, socially.

Someday, I’ll have to tell you about my adventures as a substitute teacher. But not right now.

Another issue that came up was the issue of Life and Death. Today is the second anniversary of my Dad’s passing. The play – our performance of the play – got me thinking a lot about my father and mother and other people of their generation who have lived their lives in a much different world than we have today.

I miss our town. I miss the little glimpse of life we created together . . . a time and place of civility and decency and simplicity that we strain to find today.

Maybe we can keep a part of this going in Our Corner.

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    • Lowden
    • March 5, 2020
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    Interesting

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    Hi Jerry, I tried to upload a profile picture but it keeps rotating it 90 degrees.

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    And thank you for creating this website. I too miss Grovers Corners and all of its citizens. I miss seeing you all each week. I am really trying to have more real social contact with people in the 3-dimensional world and not rely on the false sense of connectedness that Facebook and other social media sites give you. Perhaps we should just set up a weekly Kaffee Klatsch or breakfast, lunch or dinner, and see who shows up?

    • Michael Kealoha Stevens
    • March 6, 2020
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    This is an interesting idea! Productions here always set up a private FB page for intercast and intercrew communication ( thanks Michelle for inviting me to the FB group, since nobody else had done so…), and the sites just fade into disuse once the production has ended… never actually taken down or closed…rarely revisited…almost like a gravestone. My past is littered with such theatrical gravestones! It’s a bit strange to go to the Our Town gravestone, we, FB page, for the first time AFTER closing… after it is already a gravestone. Never before, however, has anyone created a post production page, to my knowledge. Maybe it’s done elsewhere and I am just not in the know, but it doesn’t happen here. I’m not sure it will take off, but whether it does or not, the concept is novel and intriguing. I’d love to have a breakfast club or coffee club. I’d join in for sure! The rain has been pretty constant ( drenched!). Down time is easily filled, new projects cone up, new obligations, new interests. But maintaining contact with the community we created as a cast and crew is a good thing, particularly if we will be working together again on a new project. It’s helpful to feel comfortable when the talent pool is regionally small, with your fellow thespians.

    • Michael Kealoha Stevens
    • March 7, 2020
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    I apologize for my autocorrect/autofill errors. My tablet seems intent on making me seem illiterate

    • Jerry
    • March 7, 2020
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    From the front page, “[We] …created something that took on a life of its own.” Emphasis on “life.” Reference to gravestones? – I guess I had it coming, having played the undertaker.

    Anyway, welcome to Our Corner, Mike.

    P.S. Is there a FB Page just for Our Town?

    • Ray Ryan
    • April 27, 2020
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    There is, and it appears you’ve already found it!

    • Ray Ryan
    • April 27, 2020
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    I could swear I invited the entire cast to the Facebook page, my apologies if somehow I erred.

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