A week away from this blog is a long time. Had some issues (annoying but solved) with my Medicare coverage, and have been writing a lot on a facebook page called Broadway Remembered. Many sixty, seventies and eighty somethings inhabit this topic with memories of theater from the fifties and sixties and the rest. It is a good outlet for my theater memories---between 55 and 64, I was a really active theater goer---took everything down in my head, now can share it with others.
Reading a lot of Shaw---in the middle of You Never Can Tell, and have gone through Arms and the Man twice. Really good plays with incredibly sharp dialogue and character visions; I don't understand why at least one play by Shaw isn't being taught in high schools. Students would learn a lot if they were exposed to his vision---particularly Major Barbara, which I think is extremely timely in this world we live in where money and idealism live next to each other. Other than that, reading a little bit of War and Peace each time I hit the library, and have started the Philip Roth biography---also in the library---what a fat book to carry back to the apartment
Had a bit of an "accident" this morning---served to remind me that I still am in treatment---life very different from the one that I had pre-pandemic. Can I return to it? Not at the moment--yet I am comfortable living much closer to home---walking the streets of my neighborhood---the upper west side. Strange---pre pandemic and illness I hated the idea of staying in the neighborhood in my leisure time. Makes sense, though---there is not a lot of friendliness or openness as I walk these upper west side streets---i think neighborhoods in Brooklyn would be friendlier. This morning's "accident" has made me a little more determined to travel, but i am tired, now, and might have to use today as a rest day.
Anyway, if I return to Brooklyn I will report it--hopefully soon.
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