I awoke Sunday to see this text from my daughter who currently lives 12 hours ahead of me in France: Usually on a Sunday, I would be spending a few hours doing homework and therefore taking time to see a play at the spur of the moment wouldn’t enter my mind. But Monday’s a holiday, … Continue reading Bud, Not Buddy – the play
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