I Just Wanted to Be Sure of You

My grandparents are long gone, my mother died in 1963, daddy died in 1986, and my stepmother died in 2010. I guess that, technically, I am a 66 year old orphan — but I am lucky enough to have a big network of friends who have become my family.

I often take time to reflect on what a fortunate person I am. But no more than when I spend time with my friends. As Elbert Hubbard (who?) said, “A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you.”

And I have gathered them from so many different parts of my life. Six of them gathered for a birthday dinner for me recently and we commented on that very thing. All six of us are linked by theater: five by Board membership at the Remy Bumppo Theatre Company and another friend who is a supporter of Remy Bumppo.

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More Beach Philosophy

by Nancy McDaniel

I always wonder about migrating birds. As well as all beasts that migrate. I know it’s instinct, not intelligence (although I sometimes wonder what the difference is. And if one is “better” than the other.) I still wonder why they instinctively tend to do the “right” thing while we humans so often don’t.

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