It ain’t over, ’til it’s over. . . .

You have probably learned that there is some viral disease causing quite a bit of aggravation for everybody these days. And while we may miss fine indoor dining at McDonald’s and hanging out at our favorite pub; we must try to conceive of the idea that this too shall pass. If it doesn’t; then perhaps Macbeth was correct when he opined that life was often too brief and too easily forgotten.

We can’t let that happen to the creative arts, whether our interests be in paint, glass, dance, music, stage, or any other non-political enterprise. Atlanta is fortunate in that it has THE airline hub of the nation, school systems that have come back from some lower grades, and a VERY active cultural arts community.

Alas, I would be remiss were I not to say that we shall probably lose some of our theatre groups, as well as the humans who bring them to life for every one of us. For as the economy falls deeper, there are things such as food and shelter which must take priority for each of us.

If you are computer knowledgeable and know how to do stuff like streaming, zoom, and all that jazz; then know that all the theatres seem to be trying to reach out in any way they can to help you get through the day; and in the hope that we may be able to help them get through the storm.

Even if you are financially stressed right now, you may wish to make a list of organizations, be they theatres, museums or other groups and amend your will to provide some remittance when you shuffle off this mortal coil. At least you shall be remembered and appreciated and it is paying backward, not forward.

For we must not accept that we strut and fret our hour upon the stage, to be heard no more, and signifying nothing

To each and every one who has brought entertainment, relief, deep thoughts, and so much more to every one of us; we stand and salute you all and love you dearly; hoping you shall stay well and partially sane.

NEVER GIVE UP.