Hello Kos. It has been a while since I have written a diary. Much has
happened since the cold winter, and too short spring.
Now the world has changed. The Gulf of Mexico is being destroyed as
I type these words. I think about it every day. The beautiful dolphins
that I so admire. The precious sea turtles, so special and sweet. The
birds, all the birds, it breaks my heart.
My adult children worry the world is ending. They think about it
all the time. But then the only reassurance I can give them is the
world is always in a state of chaos. That man is a creature of war
and destruction. But man is also a creature of love and creation.
This is where I like to begin, with the good for once. Nothing that
will change the world. Or ruin it for that matter. But important
just the same.
Backtrack for a moment. I digress for just a bit. I have a small
party rental service in Alabama. Business has been pretty lousy,
awful, wretched, totally depressing for the last 3 years. Before
that it wasn't great, but it didn't seem like we were falling off
a cliff.
Far I fell, down down until I hit a ledge, or perhaps the bottom.
I am thinking bottom out, but I might be here for a while. Or it
seems to go in fits and starts. A nice job, a good month, then
nothing. When folks ask me how is business my reply is "Well, May
is good." Forget 3 year plans, right now it is month by month.
Though it feels like the local economy wants to pick up. Like
I said, fits and starts. Everyone seems poised to begin again.
Then this horrible oil leak disaster. Most folks don't want
to think aobut it, so they just get on with their lives. What
else can you do. Donate to a group raising money for the local
shrimp farmers. It is just what you have to do. Do the best
you can with the resources available. So that is what I did.
I invested in the longed for dream. My bliss in the form
of a converted warehouse space, for a community theatre.
I am about to realize my dream in a few weeks with the
first production The Glass Menagerie. It won't help remove
any oil, or stop any wars. it will just make a few people
forget their own troubles for an hour or so, and maybe
I can lift the spirits of my cast and crew, and reach
for the stars. They haven't taken that away from me
yet, and for that I am grateful.
Rehearsal photo of The Glass Menagerie
I invested my own money in my vision, and I can feel the
love coming back. Good wishes to all who work so hard
on the information we read each day at Kos. And
of course humble thanks to all that take the time to
read this diary. Now off to work hard on a dream.