Our Story So Far
Many years ago acting was my passion. Then life happened and I went on to become a broadcast journalist. Fifteen years later I lost my job because of budget cuts, and my wife Sue was pregnant with our second child. So I did what every ex-newsman does and went into communications (a less pejorative word than PR but they’re the same thing).
I handled media relations, media training and managed a few public affairs campaigns. And another twenty years went by. As playwright Preston Jones once said, “Time is a son-of-a-bitch.”
I’m retired now and hope to become an actor again. I’m working with the Studio’s actors conservatory in Washington, DC and hope to land some rolls in community theater, or one of the dozens of theaters in DC. It’s become a remarkably active theater town.
I’ll also do a little writing, attend to this blog, play crappy golf, goof off, and play with our new pup Dusty.
The blog will be about what I believe and feel and I hope not to offend anyone. But if I do think of what Puck said at the end of”A Midsummer Night’s Dream,”
“Gentles, do not reprehend: If you pardon we will mend: . . . Give me your hands, if we be friends, and Robin shall restore amends.”