Hello, November. Today my father would have been 96 years old! The funniest thing I remember about him and his birthday is that he always thought he was at least five years older than he really was. So I'm sure if he were still around, he would say he never thought he would live to be over 100! The other part of the story is that he always remembered the year he was born. So the next part of the conversation would always be, "I was born in 1927. YOU do the math!" Yep, you are not 100...but we never argued with him.
Charlotte is a senior this year and has been working countless hours as assistant director of the fall performance, a play based on a true story of two men who collected the works of William Shakespeare to have them printed into a book for future generations.
Then, on top of her duties as AD, a day or two before the first performance, she had to take the place of an actor performing two different characters, and learn all those lines in like 24 hours. She did such an amazing job. No one would have ever guessed she had just learned those lines. Literally the definition of "the show must go on." Super proud of this girl.