Monday, May 11, 2020

What I did on Mother's Day - Sarah and Ethan gave me a wonderful gift - Performance Art !

Years ago when I was in grad school getting my MGPGP, one of my classmates was Sister Vicki. I called her on Mother's Day and we chatted quite a while.

She has PAD peripheral arterial disease and had her left leg amputated from the thigh down.

Talk about awful things happening!

We discussed most of the people in our class. And the deaths of our co-chairmen, Fabian and Mike Vaccaro, MD.

I am unable for some reason to download photos of Vicki from her retirement facility in Flourtown, PA.

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Was at Scott's last night watching a funny movie with Diane Keaton, who had inherited a 2 yo toddler named Elizabeth.

Also starred the late Sam Shepard. Lemme look him up now. Click here.

He died at age 73 of complications of ALS.




He wrote 58 plays as well as several books of short stories, essays, and memoirs. Shepard received the Pulitzer Prize for Drama in 1979 for his play Buried Child and was nominated for an Academy Award for Best Supporting Actor for his portrayal of pilot Chuck Yeager in the 1983 film The Right Stuff. He received the PEN/Laura Pels Theater Award as a master American dramatist in 2009. New York magazine described Shepard as "the greatest American playwright of his generation."[2]
Shepard's plays are known for their bleak, poetic, surrealist elements, black comedy, and rootless characters living on the outskirts of American society.[3] His style evolved from the absurdism of his early off-off-Broadway work to the realism of later plays like Buried Child and Curse of the Starving Class.

MOTHERS DAY WISHES

Rubies for Reerow,
Unguents for her darling feet,0
Tea in cloisonné cups,  
Hats from Hatboro,

Zebras for the Serengeti of her mind,

Day lilies in droves, and  
Endless poems:
May they sprout like cucumbers
In a secret garden
Next to her partner in noir,
Gathering freshness forever.


How bout 'the serengeti of her mind.'

Told Ethan I'm reading a John Sanford novel, HOLY GHOST, which Scott lent me.

Ethan said Sanford is very popular in Minnesota as the books are set there.

Just peeked out the front door. Scott is home. 

Cold outside. Smells like mud.

Ah, the breakfast gong just went off.

And then I'm gonna get some much-needed sleep.

Have a wild and wonderful day!





He died


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