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Mother arrived Thursday morning with the hopes of attending the marching band’s parent show featuring accomplishment from the week of camp.  Due to threatening storms the parent show was canceled, and we picked Quintin up from the dorm.

We journeyed across the street from Wright State University to a Mexican restaurant where we were joined by Aaron Jacobs, Brian & Joanie Pollock, and Zach.  We had an absolute blast as we shared stories and tons of laughter for several hours.

Friday was a relaxing low-key day. In the evening we drove up to ACTION Adoption Services to drop off some papers, and to look over the newly remodeled offices. They are bright and airy!

We finished the evening with a dinner at The Starlight Diner and Cafe in Kettering.

Saturday was more time on the deck chatting, and then we joined Joanie and Brian Pollock for breakfast.  Mother and I ran some errands, and returned home for naps, television, and chatting.

In the evening, we drove to Subways near the Dayton Mall, and took our dinner to Cox Arboretum to evening the gorgeous weather and scenery.

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We then drove through Hills & Dales Park so Quintin should show Grandma the Witches Castle.

Mother will return to Fowler in the morning.  We have some mowing and trimming to do, and I will try to take Quintin to the skate park to unwind a bit.

Quintin seems to be enjoying the work, and activities that fill the days at band camp.

Many thanks to Stephanie Hall, Pati Rogers, Mike Wager, and Chuck Brentlinger for taking photos during the week!

Wendell Willkie: “I stand before you without a single pledge or promise or understanding of any kind except for the advancement of your cause and the preservation of American democracy”.

Every August I get excited over the 17th and 19th.

August 19th is the anniversary of the births of Orville Wright, and his younger sister, Katharine Wright.  I love these historically rich days that mean a good deal to me.

Wendell Willkie was the ill-fated dark horse Republican candidate for President during the 1940 elections. He returned to our mutual-hometown, Elwood, Indiana, to assure his acceptance as the GOP’s candidates.  Willkie was a former Democrat and Wall Street lawyer who broke with FDR over the New Deal and switched parties. His winning of the nomination came as a surprise to the Republican base, who were betting on either Thomas E. Dewey or Robert A. Taft, the son of US President and Chief Justice, William Howard Taft, to clinch the nomination. But the idea of “changing horses in mid-stream” (a popular campaign phrase) and the War in Europe added to a feeling of anxiety at the thought of a change of parties in the White House.  Even so, the margin of victory for FDR was narrower than the previous election.  After his defeat, Willkie wound up being recruited by FDR and was a staunch supporter of Lend-Lease program and aid to the Allies prior to our involvement in the War as well an early supporter of Civil Rights before his death in 1944.    Wendell Willkie on the National Stage

When Willkie returned to Elwood (Wendell Willkie’s Childhood), an estimated 300,000 (some even say 500,000) folks descended upon the small town.  Madison County Historian Stephen T. Jackson wrote an incredible tribute to Willkie Day in The Herald Bulletin, Thousands drawn to Elwood in 1940 to see Wendell Willkie.

When I began working at the Elwood Public Library as a freshman in high school, one of the first assignments given me by librarian, and dear family friend, Margie Stiner, was to reorganize the Indiana History Room which contained all the memorabilia of Willkie Day.  I was in heaven!

I was raised on the family’s stories of Willkie Day.  My great-grandmother, Thelma Barmes, rented out beds for several days to complete strangers.  My grandfather’s sister, Evelyn, sold ice water for $2 a glass. My grandfather, Leroy Barmes, showed me the various sites – where the acceptance speech took place, where Willkie stood in front of the old high school, where the sleeper cars for the celebrities were harbored during the festivities.

‎”The only soil in which liberty can grow is that of a united people. We must have faith that the welfare of one is the welfare of all. We must know that the truth can only be reached by the expression of our free opinions, without fear and without rancor. We must acknowledge that all are equal before God and before the law. And we must learn to abhor those disruptive pressures, whether religious, political, or economic, that the enemies of liberty employ.”

Wendell Willkie’s 1940 GOP Presidential Acceptance Speech

After surviving several heart attacks, Willkie finally succumbed, dying on October 8, 1944 at age fifty-two. ER in her October 12, 1944 “My Day” column eulogized Willkie as a “man of courage [whose] outspoken opinions on race relations were among his great contributions to the thinking of the world.” She concluded, “Americans tend to forget the names of the men who lost their bid for the presidency. Willkie proved the exception to this rule.”

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When I first looked out the window at 6:30am, the yard was bathed in a beautiful golden spotlight.  A gentle rain was sprinkling, but the dying grass did not seem overjoyed as it seems so far gone.  Rain is expected through the day, even chances of thunderstorms.

Quintin finished his 2nd day of band camp.  One of the photo showed him wearing very short cut-off jeans and a pair of Superman underwear showing (it was something with several of the percussionists).  I sent a note on Facebook that if he wanted to have his underwear showing, he could wear these:

Today is a long day of teaching, as is tomorrow.  I currently have 57 students with 9 on a waiting list.  In a few weeks, 5 seniors will leave for college, and I will bid farewell to them – always a difficult time for me.

The air conditioner situation is semi-fixed.  The specialist thinks it may require a larger unit.

Right now, the darkened skies make the house quite dark throughout.  Thunder rumbles occasionally. The dogs are all stationed in nap poses, and I wish I could join them.

The previous night was to end early, but I ended up watching a Netflix documentary on the Navajo Code Breakers during WWII.  Quite fascinating!

The dogs allowed me to sleep until 7:00am.  Bless them!

I planted some ivy and some other ground cover that I like but can never remember what it is called.  After watering, the dogs were fed, and I had a cup of coffee while responding to email, and doing my morning reading.

I was surprised, and delighted to discover a comment on one of my posts: WWII Photographs.  My grandfather was in a military hospital, and had taken photographs of some of the patients, and a nurse.  Fortunately, Grandpa wrote names and addresses of these individuals on the back of the photos, which I included in the post.  The daughter of one of the photographed men responded.  I just find this incredibly exciting.

Band camp has already resumed, and is now in its second day.  I am hoping the rain will bypass the marching field, and that cool breezes will keep them comfortable.  However, I am not hoping the rain will bypass the farms, and our yards.

The yard just looks dead, especially in back.  The hostas in front are beautiful, and seem healthy, but the ones in the back yard have struggled.  The impatiens in front have struggled, many have died; however, in the back yard the impatiens are beautiful, and full!

A full day of teaching is soon to begin, followed by two very long days.  Thursday will be a great day – Mother arrives, and I will get to see Quintin, and bring him home from band camp.


The blooms are actually salmon not pink

The blooms are actually salmon not pink

This was a FUN day!

I got some errands completed earlier in the morning, and then returned home to pick up Quintin for more.  I took Quintin for his physical, and then we went in search of the witch’s castle located in Hills & Dales Park.  We took a little hike, and then hurried off to Great Clips for his haircut. Next door we grabbed some Subway sandwiches, and then went on our search for marching band camp snacks.

It was so much fun talking, laughing, and spending time together.

After a short time at home we were off to Bella Villa in Kettering to enjoy spaghetti with the Pollock Family – Brian, Joanie and John.  Tyler is in South America, and Zach was at another event.  We laughed, and enjoyed some great dinner conversation before turning to corn hole where Joanie and Quintin took the lead against Brian and John.

And then it was on to Springfield, Ohio where we settled in for a production of HAIRSPRAY at Veterans’ Park.  My friend, Suzanne Grote was on book to give mic cues so we got to spend some time with her.

On the return to Kettering we had the windows down, enjoying the wonderful weather, and listening to the radio a little louder than usual.

This was such a fun, fun day, and it was fantastic to spend it with some of my favorite folks!

Band camp tomorrow…

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The video of all our fun…

Normally, I am not one who lives for the weekend, but this was one weekend that could not get here quickly enough.

Before we traipsed off to Indiana last weekend, we discovered, Wednesday afternoon, that the air conditioning was not working properly.  A gentleman came to fix it Thursday afternoon, but after 3-4 hours, it was still cooler outside than inside.  They returned Tuesday, and got to the center of the problem which was in the outside generator set-up.  I still don’t believe it is solved, but will give it a few more days.

With the A/C issue, I rescheduled my lessons to Thursday so students were not arriving to 104-degree temperatures in the house.  That threw off my week, even though I did not teach Monday.

With the teaching, A/C items, and basic life around the Haasienda, I also squeezed in a physical at the doctor’s, and a trip to my attorney to discuss an on-going harassment issue.  He suggested I file a report with the police department, which I did.  Hopefully, emails and other items involving defamation of character will get nipped in the bud quickly.

Quintin has had marching band percussion rehearsals from 9:00am-9:00pm all week, except this evening’s rehearsal which ended three hours early.  He is geared up for the marching season, but was starting to feel the exhaustion. Quintin was excited to be reunited with his band uniform, and even took a photo of himself!

Tomorrow morning and early afternoon will be filled with the typical preparations for the week at band camp: haircut, laundry, packing, snacks, etc..  The evening will find us with friends at the Italian Festival, and then on to a musical.

A long, productive, tiring week is over!

I have immensely enjoyed the travels of friends and students this summer.  They have traveled to Alaska, Canada, journeys out West, Hawaii (several friends), California, New Mexico, Arizona, Florida (quite a few), and New York City.

The Kress family ventured to Niagara Falls, across New York into Vermont, New Hampshire, Maine, Massachusetts, New York, New Jersey, and Pennsylvania. While in Vermont, they spent a night at the Trapp Family Lodge, established by the von Trapp family from SOUND OF MUSIC fame.  My student, Katie, and her mom, Amy, climbed the mountain behind the lodge up to the chapel built by the Trapp family. In 1999 I purchased a book, The World of the Trapp Family, but someone borrowed it and forgot to return it.  The very thoughtful Kress family brought me a new copy!

Amy Kress’ high school friend, Emily Webb, and her daughter, Savannah, who along with her brother is one of my students, is enjoying Germany and Austria.  Earlier this week, Emily and Savannah spent time in Salzburg, Austria, and visited some of the sites associated with the Trapp family, and the filming of the 1965 movie.

17 December 1903.



Kitty Hawk/Kill Devil Hills, North Carolina

Orville Wright left the ground in a manned aircraft which was to be later called, The Wright Flyer.  Orville flew twelve seconds. Five men from the nearly Kill Devil Hills Life Guard Station were in attendance.

65 years later…

20 July 1969.


20:18 UTC.

The Moon

Americans Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin landed on the moon in the Apollo 11 spacecraft that was named, The Eagle.  An estimated 530 million people watched Armstrong’s televised image and heard his voice describe the event as he took “…one small step for a man, one giant leap for mankind.”

Dr. Jeffrey Carter

Dr. Jeffrey Carter

It is the eve before Dr. Jeffrey Carter‘s 51st anniversary of his birth.

I met Jeff in 2005 when he was director of The Ball State University Singers, and living in Muncie, Indiana.  In June 2008, Jeff moved to St. Louis, Missouri to begin his tenure as the director of Webster University’s School of Music.  Jeff grew up in Lee’s Summit, Missouri, and this move was a super fit.

Aside from being a wonderful friend, and one of the most knowledgeable, and incredibly talented men I know, Jeffrey holds an even dearer place in the Jolliffe-Haas family, lovingly serving as one of several on the Godparent Team for my sons. 

In honor of Jeffrey Richard Carter’s natalis dies, I am posting two special selections.

The first is based on a poem by Charles Dickens.  Jeff programmed this piece on a Ball State University Singers’ concert, and it has been one of my favorites, since.


Charles Dickens

The pure, the bright, the beautiful
that stirred our hearts in youth,
The impulses to wordless prayer,
The streams of love and truth,
The longing after something lost,
The spirit’s longing cry,
The striving after better hopes –
These thing can never die.

The timid hand stretched forth to aid
A brother in his need;
A kindly  word in grief’s dark hour
That proves a friend indeed;
The plea for mercy softly breathed,
When justice threatens high,
The sorrow of a contrite heart-
These things shall never die.

Let nothing pass, for every hand
Must find some work to do,
Lose not a chance to waken love –
Be fire and just and true.
So shall a light that cannot fade
Beam on thee from on high,
And angel voices say to thee –
“These things shall never die.”

The second selection, “The Awakening” by Joseph M. Martin, is more personal, as it is my favorite choral piece.  The final chorus: “Let music never die in me, forever let my spirit sing…” is one of the most powerful messages to each and every one of us.  I selected this particular performance because it features the SWACDA Collegiate Honor Choir and the Lee’s Summit Symphony Orchestra from Jeff’s hometown. The conductor is Eph Ehly.


Joseph M. Martin

“I dreamed a dream, a silent dream of a land not far away where no bird sang, no steeples rang, and teardrops fell like rain. I dreamed a dream; a silent dream. I dreamed a dream of a land so filled with pride that every song, both weak and strong, withered and died. I dreamed a dream No hallelujah; not one hosanna! No song of love, no lullaby. And no choir sang to change the world. No pipers played, no dancers twirled. I dreamed a dream; a silent dream. Awake, awake! Soli deo gloria! Awake, Awake! Awake my soul and sing, the time for praise has come. The silence of the night has passed, a new day has begun! Let music never die in me; forever let my spirit sing! Wherever emptiness is found let there be joy and glorious sound. Let music never die in me; forever let my spirit sing! Let all our voices join as one to praise the giver of the sun! Awake, awake! Let music live!”

Thank you, Jeffrey Carter, for being a wonderful friend, mentor, and inspiration to myself, and to my sons.

The Haasienda sends you much, much love!

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It was hot, humid, and every now and then the breeze from Lake Schafer would cool us off.  Despite the humidity, and the rainstorm (which we were eating lunch in the air conditioned car), Quintin and I had a blast!  Many fun moments throughout the day made it quite memorable!

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If you hold your head to the left, you can see this is Indiana Beach as viewed from the Ferris wheel.

Indiana Beach

This is the morning view from my bedroom window at The Haas Farm in Fowler… if you can only imagine this photo accompanied by sounds of a gentle breeze blowing, a rooster in the near distance, a plethora of birds joining in an unrehearsed chorus.  This is the stuff that made Oscar Hammerstein II want to grab his yellow legal pad of paper, and get busy!

I don’t think I am any happier, and so content, than when I am in Fowler, Indiana.  My brother, Destin, and sister-in-law, Stacia, have the perfect setting to raise a family, celebrate life, and welcome visitors. It is serene, and so refreshing to the spirit.  Oscar Hammerstein II bought a farm near Doylestown, Pennsylvania, and I can certainly appreciate how he was affected, and inspired by his surroundings.

After visiting with Mother, and my nephew, Jonathan, and dining at The Hundred Mile House, we joined Stacia, Destin, and Carolyne to watch Freddie and Parker at football camp out at Benton Central Jr/Sr HS.  Parker was dutiful and attentive, and Freddie was a reminder of just how funny my kid brother was at that age – however, as a teenager, I was not as appreciative of my much younger brother’s antics.

We topped off the in-town festivities with ice, and then regrouped at the farm.  I took photos of Quintin, and then joined my nephews in some football tossing.

When I came in to down load my photos, Stacia was preparing something in the kitchen, and we actually had some time to ourselves to chat with very limited interruption.  Generally, our family visits are mass affairs, and spending time with either Destin or Stacia does not evolve as they are busy hosting gatherings. This was one of the most pleasant moments of the entire day, just chatting about family items with Stacia.

The evening is winding down with 15 minutes before the 11th hour strikes (or 2300 hours to my military friends).  Quintin and I have a full day and night ahead of us, and I shall be soundly sleeping within the hour.

I am so blessed…

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Quintin, Flyer and I made it to the Lafayette region around 1:30pm after a near miss with a Fox’s Pizza driver who pulled out in front of us in Zionsville.

We went to Historic Prophetstown at Prophetstown State Park to check out the Indian Village… well, we paid $6 to see a 1920’s farm house, pet some horses, drive through a park to see little to nothing, and saw a few wooden structures.

We left the park and traveled past the Tippecanoe Battlefield State Historic Site into the quaint little village of Battle Ground, Indiana.

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There Are Two Sides to Every Story (Joshua 22:1-34)

Study By: Jeff Miller

This is an Audio Sermon.


Although the Transjordan tribes had been granted land east of the Jordan River seven years earlier, they had remained faithful to the Lord by entering into the Promised Land with the rest of Israel to militarily conquer the rest of the land. They are now released by Joshua to return to their families and settle in their own land east of the Jordan. As a reminder of the faithfulness of God, these Transjordan tribes erect a huge altar just across the river from their homes. However, when Israel hears about this altar they are battle-ready, for the Lord had expressly forbidden any other altars to be used for sacrifices. Civil war is averted, though, when the Transjordan tribes explain that the altar is only for the purpose of commemoration, not for sacrifice.

Have you ever jumped to a conclusion before hearing both sides of a story?

Have you ever failed to give someone the benefit of the doubt, even though they had never wronged you?

Remember, if they are bringing words to you about another, they are sharing words about you to others…

And they have.

I remember when, as a young boy of six or seven,my grandparents were dining at The Back-Forty smorgasbord in Decatur, Indiana (I think it was Decatur).  My grandmother gasped, and said, “Leroy, look.”

Grandpa turned to look, and his jaw dropped.  There was a man who looked identical to Grandpa Leroy’s father, who had passed away the year or so before. Grandpa turned, and said something to Grandma Donna, and when they turned to look at the gentleman again, he was gone.

It was a very peculiar moment, and a story I loved hearing over the years.  Even as a small child I believed in angels, and that there must somehow be a connection to this life, and the one just beyond.  I could not fathom, then, and even more so, now, that people just simply die and go away.

Tonight, as I was leaving Walmart, I turned my cart through the wide doors, and stopped abruptly.  The words, “Oh, my!” did not catch in my throat, but generated a reaction at the lady I had spied.

She turned around, quite puzzled, and said, “Yes?”

I explained that she looked identical to a lady I had known for many years while growing up in Elwood, Indiana.  The lady she resembled knew my grandparents well.  Her daughter was good friends with my mother, and her son’s first wife eventually became my beautiful aunt.

The lady was delighted that she reminded me of Irene Fisher…

“Irene?  My name is Eileen!”

We both responded with a similar, “Whoa!” and then began laughing.

I often think of these little moments as God Winks… anything that appears insignificant at first, yet, seems to have some layer of truth.

I do love these moments!

And am grateful for folks like Irene, and so many others who were threads in the tightly woven pattern of my life growing up in Elwood.

While standing in the cashier’s line at the grocery store this evening, I heard a mother say to her daughter, who was approximately 6 or 7 years old, “I am so proud of the way you changed your attitude!  I knew you could do it and you made a good choice by doing so.”

The daughter quickly picked up on this with, “Since I turned around my attitude can we get some ice cream now?”

The mother, firmly, but so sweetly said, “No.  I need to stick to my decision of not getting ice cream tonight when you were not making the best choices while we were shopping.”

“But I’m being good now…”

“And I am happy you are being good now.  However, my choice to not get ice cream was based on your choices when we began shopping.  I want you to always remember how important it is to make choices of being good so that it doesn’t interrupt fun plans like getting ice cream, or going to see a movie.”

The daughter was slightly deflated, but put up no resistance.

I was proud of the mother standing her ground, and not giving in to her child.  Stick to your guns!

Good job, Lady!

I just read this article:  Yoga teacher fired after glare at Facebook worker.

It spoke volumes about our current society.

Yoga instructor Alice Van Ness was hired by Facebook to lead the exercise/yoga class.

“The whole point for most people going to yoga is that it’s disconnecting from the outside world,” said Van Ness, a 35-year-old San Carlos resident who has taught yoga for six years. “If you are bringing your phone into class, why are you even there?”

Van Ness told the Facebook class to turn their phones off after seeing a female employee with a cellphone out. Later, while demonstrating a difficult pose, she caught the same worker typing on her phone. Van Ness said she stayed silent, but shot the woman a disapproving look. The employee stepped out before returning to the class, Van Ness said.

According to the Facebook employee, she was quite embarrassed.

And, she should be!  She’s an adult, and the class was instructed to turn off their phones. To me, this is just common sense, as well as common courtesy.  As Ms. Van Ness said, “If you are bringing your phone into class, why are you even there?”

Personally, I am not a fan of the cell phone era despite the fact it is a very useful tool in emergencies.  Like Ms. Van Ness, I have been known to shoot glares at rude “cellulites” who carry their end of the conversation as though talking into a tin can with a string attached.  I do not need, nor do I wish to hear their conversation (even though I have heard some pretty interesting things).

When my students come for lessons they know their cell phones remain closed, or out in the living room where parents and other students wait.

At home, the cell phones are not allowed out during meals, and absolutely no sneaking under the table to read or send texts.

There are those moments when we need to take an important call, or text, and I always let folks know ahead of time that I may need to step away for a minute.  I also appreciate others letting me know ahead of time that they may need to take a call.

Remember the days before cell phones?  We had our regular home and office phones, and pay phones.  We were not married to each and every telephone message.  Before the era of the answering machine, we simply hoped we’d reach the person, or wait until it was convenient to call.  I remember the “no calls after 9:30pm” rule when growing up.  That has gone by the wayside.

I love the restaurants that have signs: Please refrain from using your cell phone while dining.  I do not know if it is enforced, but it does offer me some relief knowing my time is not going to be interrupted with someone’s rudeness.

In the movie theaters they ask for cell phones to be turned off, and not used during the movie. I am always seeing folks texting throughout the movie, and have even been in a theater where someone actually talks on their cell phone during the movie.

I only see the rude behavior continuing, or getting worse, as the cell phone is here to stay, and it seems that politeness, and courtesy are slowly fading away.

BRAVO, Alice Van Ness!  Stick to your guns!

This article from The Los Angeles Times appeared 14 July 1988.

The Great Life, Bad Days of Joshua Logan

July 14, 1988|DAN SULLIVAN | Times Theater Critic
NEW YORK — It was, he wrote in his autobiography, an “up-and-down, in-and-out” kind of life.

Literally up-and-down. For most of his directing career, Joshua Logan, who died here Tuesday at 79, had days–weeks–when the good ideas wouldn’t stop coming, to the point where he was unable to sleep. Then Logan would tumble into an equally unreasonable despair unable to function for months.

It took years to discover that the remedy for this condition wasn’t psychoanalysis but a chemical, lithium. Logan had gone public about his problem earlier (at some risk to his career: Who wants to hire an unstable director?) and he went public about its solution, too.

Actually his career was not at risk. Almost any producer in the 1940s and 1950s would have hired the “unstable” Joshua Logan, for he had the golden touch. His shows invariably sent people home feeling better about themselves, about mid-century America and about the theater. They combined rowdiness and tenderness, and often included a flash of bare skin.

Where George Abbott specialized in directing musicals, and Elia Kazan concentrated on straight plays, Logan was a whiz at both–and at making movies, too. A cynic might say that every Logan show felt like a musical, whether it had songs or not, but that may be just another way of saying that Logan’s work had twice as much vitality as ordinary directors.

He was a great field commander and a great psychologist. He could work with a big star like Mary Martin (“South Pacific”) and an emerging playwright like William Inge (“Picnic”) and in each case know when to bully and when to ease back. Martin adored him. Inge never quite forgave him for insisting that “Picnic” needed to have a happy ending–but the playwright admitted that in terms of what the public wanted to see, Logan was probably right.

Most directors walk away from a show on opening night, particularly if the reviews are bad. After the opening of “Wish You Were Here” (set around a summer-camp swimming pool: More bare bodies), Logan agreed with the bad reviews, but thought that the show could be fixed. He worked on it for the next six weeks, invited the critics back and it became a sort of hit.

This was not a man who gave up easily. I discovered this when I visited him just a year ago in his big East River apartment, with some questions about Inge.

Logan had written to me that he wasn’t in good shape. But I wasn’t prepared to find him laid out on the sofa under a plaid blanket, virtually unable to talk.

This was the result of a wasting disease identified in the obituaries as supranuclear palsy. Logan’s mind was there, but his body wasn’t responding to command. To make things worse, Logan had just had a tooth removed.

But he had agreed to be interviewed, and he would go through with it. A microphone was brought to his mouth and he formed his answers to my questions as best he could. The magnified sounds were not very clear, and he knew that it was hard to make sense of them.

So he would watch my face, his blue eyes dancing, and if something hadn’t registered, he would repeat his answer, even more carefully.

He wasn’t annoyed with me for failing to catch his meaning, and he wasn’t mad at himself for not having made the words come clearer. It hadn’t worked? OK, let’s take a breath and try it again. Twenty minutes of that was all I could take, but he would have gone on with it all afternoon.

That afternoon I saw what may have been Josh Logan’s real secret as a director. Patience.

This article from The Los Angeles Times appeared 13 July 1988.


Joshua Logan

Born Oct. 5, 1908 in Texarkana, TX
Died July 12, 1988 of supranuclear palsy in New York, NY

Joshua Logan was a director and creator of many of the warmest moments in entertainment history.

The producer, director and author, who brought “Mister Roberts,” “South Pacific” and “Picnic” to the Broadway stage and then remade them all as triumphant motion pictures, was 79 when he died at his Manhattan home from supranuclear palsy.

A consummate professional for nearly 50 years, Logan’s career was marked by a series of widely praised and commercially successful theatrical ventures in which he was surrounded by some of the brightest lights in the show business firmament. But his life was starkly accented by personal tragedy.

He was a millionaire by the time he was 40 who was alternately referred to as a boy genius and one of the “genuine SOBs in the theater.” And he was a driven man who once told an interviewer that what he really wanted was to find a way of life “that is not so turbulent and full of pressure.”

That was in the late 1940s between his first mental breakdown in 1940 and the second in 1953.

Logan was born in Texarkana, Texas, in 1908 to a father who sold lumber and a mother who taught him Shakespearean sonnets before he was old enough to read them himself. His father died when he was quite young and his mother, who soon was to remarry a man who became a major influence on Logan’s life, let him stage plays of his own imagination in a small room off the family living quarters.

The Army colonel that his mother married encouraged young Joshua Lockwood Logan to develop his body as well as his mind. His stepfather enrolled him in a military school in Culver, Ind., where the family had moved, and the boy began boxing and working with weights. His summers were spent in an ROTC camp near Manhattan, and it was during his first three months there that he began a love affair with the theater that lasted his entire life.

When the teenage cadet was through with his classes and drills during the day he would go into the city and watch Will Rogers, Fanny Brice and W. C. Fields in the “Ziegfeld Follies” or Walter Huston in “Desire Under the Elms.” He saw 50 productions during his first summer alone.

From military school he went to Princeton where his major, he wrote in his autobiography, “was the high jinks of bootlegged liquor during Prohibition and all-night parties.”

But between parties he joined a new stock company called the University Players — a group of Yale, Harvard, Smith and Vassar writers and actors bent on staging productions beyond those approved by their respective schools.

Among his colleagues were Henry Fonda, Margaret Sullavan and, later, a lanky sophomore architectural major named Jimmy Stewart.

Through friends he went to Moscow to study under Constantin Stanislavsky. Logan returned to the United States after eight months but not to finish his senior year at Princeton. Instead, he and Charles Leatherbee of Harvard, who later wed Logan’s sister, took the University Players to Baltimore for their first winter season of repertory.

But the Depression crippled that enterprise and in 1933 Logan used one of his last five nickels to call a playwright friend who found him work as sixth assistant stage manager of “She Loves Me Not,” a Broadway play starring Burgess Meredith. To pick up extra money he understudied nearly all of the male roles in the play and that, coupled with his ability to manage the complexities of the play itself, formed the basis of his reputation for versatility.

David O. Selznick offered Logan a job as dialogue director on “Garden of Allah,” a 1936 movie starring Marlene Dietrich and Charles Boyer. He stayed to direct Boyer’s next film, “History Is Made at Night,” and a third Hollywood production, “I Met My Love Again,” which he also co-wrote.

He was drafted into the Army where he became an assistant director for Irving Berlin’s “This Is the Army.”

He celebrated his return to civilian life by directing Berlin’s “Annie Get Your Gun” with Ethel Merman, which ran for 1,147 performances after it opened in 1946.

From the Old West of Annie Oakley, Logan moved to the Pacific of World War II with “Mister Roberts,” which he adapted and then directed from Thomas Heggen’s novel about a wayward cast of characters on a Navy cargo ship.

He stayed nautical for Richard Rodgers and Oscar Hammerstein II, who thought that there might be a musical drama in James A. Michener’s “Tales of the South Pacific.”

The result was “South Pacific,” with Mary Martin and Ezio Pinza, and it was a production that taxed even Logan’s talents.

After its debut in 1949, Logan told the New York Times how difficult it was to maintain the mood and story flow through the cheering and applause that followed each song.

“Our songs were to be done as scenes. . . . We tried to figure out ways of presenting the songs and immediately going on with the story without encores.”

He borrowed a technique from films and used dissolves—in which the following scene begins before the preceding one ends, minimizing the disruptions.

It won a Pulitzer Prize and Logan took the production to London where earlier he had staged “Mister Roberts.” He also took both to films with Fonda re-creating his role while Mitzi Gaynor and Rossano Brazzi subbed for Martin and Pinza.

The film successes followed the stage triumphs “Fanny” and “Picnic.”

He also made pictures of plays he hadn’t directed — “Camelot” for one — and continued to direct and write some of Broadway’s biggest postwar triumphs: “Wish You Were Here,” “The World of Suzie Wong,” “Tiger, Tiger Burning Bright” and “Ready When You Are, CB.”

Sandwiched between all this was his second breakdown, again for a prolonged period and, as he wrote in his autobiography, were it not for lithium carbonate he might have remained a mental patient for the rest of his life.

— Burt A. Folkart in the Los Angeles Times July 13, 1988


If someone is talking about others to you, chances are pretty high that they are talking to others about you, or have.

And trust me… they have!

Question: “What does the Bible say about gossip?”

Answer: The Hebrew word translated “gossip” in the Old Testament is defined as “one who reveals secrets, one who goes about as a talebearer or scandal-monger.” A gossiper is a person who has privileged information about people and proceeds to reveal that information to those who have no business knowing it. Gossip is distinguished from sharing information in two ways:

1. Intent. Gossipers often have the goal of building themselves up by making others look bad and exalting themselves as some kind of repositories of knowledge.

2. The type of information shared. Gossipers speak of the faults and failings of others, or reveal potentially embarrassing or shameful details regarding the lives of others without their knowledge or approval. Even if they mean no harm, it is still gossip.

The Human Race Theatre Company Presents

the 2012 Festival of New Musicals

Three days in August; three exciting new musicals, August 3 – 5, 2012

For tickets:

Ticket Center Stage box office phone: (937) 228-3630

Box office hours: Monday – Friday, 10:00 a.m. – 6:00 p.m. at the Schuster Center Box Office, and two hours prior to performances at The Loft Theatre Box Office.

Online: or
Ticket prices: $15 per play in advance, $20 per play at the door.

2012 Festival of New Musicals performance schedule:

Friday, August 3

  • 6:00 p.m. Kick-off reception in The Loft Lobby
  • 7:00 p.m. Dani Girl
  • 10:00 p.m. Red-Blooded, All-American Man

Saturday, August 4

  • 12:30 p.m. Meet the Writers discussion in The Loft Lobby
  • 2:00 p.m. Dani Girl
  • 7:00 p.m. 33MM: A Musical Exhibition

Sunday, August 5

  • 2:00 p.m. 33MM: A Musical Exhibition
  • 7:00 p.m. Red-Blooded, All-American Man
  • 9:00 p.m. Wrap-up party in The Loft Lobby (time approximate)

(Dayton, OH) — The Human Race Theatre Company, dedicated to the development of new musicals, is pleased to announce the three-play line-up for its 2012 Festival of New Musicals. This marks The Human Race’s fifth annual festival that showcases musicals in development, and the second year of including a new work from Encore Theater Company. Human Race Producing Artistic Director Kevin Moore has selected two musicals that are very close to his heart—Dani Girl and Red-Blooded, All-American Man. The third musical is Encore Theater Company’s production of 33MM: A Musical Exhibition. The festival will kick off with a welcome session on Friday, August 3 at 6:00 p.m. in The Loft Lobby. The productions perform in The Loft Theatre in rotating repertory over the course of the three-day festival. Audiences will have a chance to meet the writers of the shows during a discussion session on Saturday, August 4 at 12:30 p.m.

Dani Girl, a beautiful, touching and unexpectedly humorous story of a 9-year-old girl battling leukemia. Her incredible imagination takes her on a fantastical quest to get her hair back when she loses it to chemotherapy. With the help of a fellow patient, 10-year-old Marty, and her imaginary friend, Raph, she confronts Cancer and asks him, “Why?” Created by the award-winning team of Michael Kooman, music, and Christopher Dimond, book and lyrics, the show has been developed in a number of festivals, including the 2011 National Alliance for Musical Theatre Festival of New Musicals, the Kennedy Center and the ASCAP/Disney Musical Theatre Workshop, and during productions in Canada and Australia. Kooman and Dimond have received the much-coveted Jonathan Larson Award, and most recently became the first recipients of the Lorenz Hart Award presented by the ASCAP Foundation. “The show is a tribute to the children and families dealing with serious medical issues,” said Moore. “It is not a weepy melodrama or a bleak tragedy, but a spiritual journey accompanied by an upbeat, contemporary score that evokes feelings of hope and joy.” Dani Girl is directed by Marya Spring Cordes and music directed by Scot Woolley. The cast includes Abby E. Cates, Brendan Plate, Jamie Cordes and Katie Pees. Performances of Dani Girl are Friday, August 3 at 7:00 p.m. and Saturday, August 4 at 2:00 p.m.

Native Daytonian and Human Race alumnus Todd Lawson and his writing partner, Carter Anne McGowan, have joined with the New Orleans rock n’ roll band Cowboy Mouth, to create Red-Blooded, All-American Man, the story of a regular guy having a pre-midlife crisis. Tucker, our main guy, has a beautiful fiancée and a good job, but he’s still not happy. His mind wanders—with the help of the rock band in his head that comments on everything he does. Unsure of his life and afraid of his future, he’s ready to throw it all away for the chance to make his dreams come true only to discover that sometimes getting everything you wish for is not as great as you imagine. Originally workshopped at the Penobscot Theatre Company’s Northern Writes New Play Festival, this “coming-of-age” musical “is sure to connect with our new musical audience,” says Moore. “And we are equally thrilled to be working with Todd Lawson again.” Lawson appeared in Three Days of Rain and The Vertical Hour—both directed by The Human Race’s late artistic director, Marsha Hanna. Red-Blooded, All-American Man is directed by Kevin Moore, music directed by Jay Brunner and vocal directed by Scott Stoney. The cast includes Todd Lawson, Amy Leigh, Paige Dobkins, Scott Stoney and Sara Mackie, with band members Jay Brunner, Allison Kelly and Kevin Anderson. Performances of Red-Blooded, All-American Man are Friday, August 3 at 10:00 p.m. and Sunday, August 5 at 7:00 p.m.

They say a picture is worth 1,000 words, but what about a song? Can one picture inspire a song? How about fifteen photos? In 35MM: A Musical Exhibition, each photo creates a different song completely disconnected from the other, creating fifteen different and unique moments frozen in time; a glimmer of a life unfolding, a glimpse of something happening. This stunning new multimedia musical explores a groundbreaking new concept in musical theatre. With music and lyrics by Ryan Scott Oliver (composer of Disney Theatricals’ upcoming stage musical Freaky Friday) and the contemporary photography of Matthew Murphy, this intricately woven collection of stories told through song re-imagines what the modern American musical can be. 35MM: A Musical Exhibition is produced by Encore Theater Company, directed by its artistic director, David Brush, and music directed by Zachary Jordan Steele. The cast includes Elizabeth Wellman, Melissa Hall, Drew Bowen, Zachary Jordan Steele. The band includes Zachary Jordan Steele, Amy Gray, Melissa Hall, Allison Kelly and Jeremy King. Performances of 35MM: A Musical Exhibition are Saturday, August 4 at 7:00 p.m. and Sunday, August 5 at 2:00 p.m.

The 2012 Festival of New Musicals is sponsored by the 25th Anniversary Fund, The Producers’ Circle and a grant from The Dramatists Guild of America.

All performances are at the Metropolitan Art Center’s Loft Theatre, located at 126 North Main Street in downtown Dayton, Ohio. Tickets are $15 in advance and $20 at the door for each production and are available online at or by calling Ticket Center Stage at (937) 228-3630, and in person at the Schuster Center box office.


The Human Race Theatre Company presents The 2012 Festival of New Musicals featuring

Dani Girl

music by Michael Kooman

book and lyrics by Christopher Dimond

directed by Marya Spring Cordes

music directed by Scot Woolley

Red-Blooded, All-American Man

book by Todd Lawson and Carter Anne McGowan

music and lyrics by Cowboy Mouth

directed by Kevin Moore

music directed by Jay Brunner

vocal directed by Scott Stoney

33MM: A Musical Exhibition

music and lyrics by Ryan Scott Oliver

photography by Matthew Murphy

directed by David Brush

music directed by Zachary Jordan Steele

produced by Encore Theater Company

August 3 – 5, 2012

Performances are at The Loft Theatre
Metropolitan Arts Center

126 North Main Street (between First and Second streets)

Dayton, Ohio 45402

The Human Race Theatre Company presents its fifth annual Festival of New Musicals, featuring three uniquely diverse productions—Dani Girl; Red-Blooded, All-American Man and 33MM: A Musical Exhibition. Productions perform in rotating repertory. It’s a rare opportunity to see new musicals still in development, created and performed by theatre professionals.

Steven Box

Director of Marketing and Communications

The Human Race Theatre Company

126 North Main Street, Suite 300

Dayton, Ohio 45402

Phone: 937-461-3823 x3112

Fax: 937-461-7223


2012–2013 — Our 26th Season!

Subscriptions on sale now.

Tickets on sale starting August 7

Available at 937-228-3630 or online at

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The Human Race Theatre Company was founded in 1986 and moved into the Metropolitan Arts Center in 1991, taking up residence at the 219-seat Loft Theatre. In addition to the Eichelberger Loft Season, The Human Race produces for Victoria Theatre’s Broadway Series, the Musical Theatre Workshop series, and special event programming. The Human Race, under the direction of Producing Artistic Director Kevin Moore, also maintains education and engagement programs for children, teens and adults, as well as artist residencies in area schools, Muse Machine In-School Tour, and summer youth programs. Human Race organizational support is provided by Culture Works, Montgomery County Arts and Cultural District, the Shubert Foundation, the Erma R. Catterton Trust Fund and the Ohio Arts Council. The Ohio Arts Council helped fund this organization with state tax dollars to encourage economic growth, educational excellence and cultural enrichment for all Ohioans. The Human Race’s Loft Series Season is sponsored by the Jack W. and Sally D. Eichelberger Foundation, with additional support from Morris Home Furnishings, Premier Health Partners, the Sam Levin Foundation and Jim and Enid Goubeaux.

Joshua Lockwood Logan  ~  5 October 1908 – 12 July 1988


A director, producer, actor, and author, Joshua Logan had more Broadway hits than almost anyone else. In the late 1940s Logan directed and co-authored two of Broadway’s most popular productions — MISTER ROBERTS, written with Thomas Heggen, and SOUTH PACIFIC, for which he shared a Pulitzer Prize in drama with RichardRodgers and OscarHammerstein. His many other director’s credits include the Broadway shows ANNIE GET YOUR GUN and THE WORLD OF SUZIE WONG and the films BUS STOP and CAMELOT. Logan worked in theater and film throughout his career, showing talent from the time he was a young student at Princeton University. He acted on stage before achieving his first major success as a director with I MARRIED AN ANGEL, in 1938; he also produced several shows. For many years Logan struggled with manic-depressive illness, and late in life he toured the country to offer encouragement to fellow sufferers. In addition to plays, his writings include the screen adaptation of MISTER ROBERTS; its sequel, ENSIGN PULVER; and the autobiographies JOSH: MY UP AND DOWN, IN AND OUT LIFE and MOVIE STARS, REAL PEOPLE, AND ME.

In his first book of memoirs, JOSH: MY UP AND DOWN, IN AND OUT LIFE, Logan “re-creates an era that has almost entirely disappeared — a time when New York was the center of America’s theatrical universe and a nude male torso on a Broadway stage was a subject of controversy,” John Houseman commented.

In the book he discussed his associations with such theatrical giants as Margaret Sullavan, Henry Fonda, James Stewart, William Inge, David Merrick, Oscar Hammerstein, RichardRodgers, Mary Martin, Helen Hayes, and Ethel Merman. Also included is a reminiscence of the great master of the theater, Stanislavsky, under whom Logan studied in Russia after graduating from Princeton. Logan was also extremely candid in discussing the two nervous breakdowns that were linked to his career.

MOVIE STARS, REAL PEOPLE, AND ME begins where the first book left off, and covers Logan’s 1956 direction of the film, PICNIC, to the time of the memoir’s publication, although not chronologically. Seymour Peck declared in his review of the book: “In many, short, fast, intense chapters, Mr. Logan plunges ahead, as if he were pacing one of his smash hits or urging an EthelMerman to sing louder. Much of it is gossipy and inconsequential; much of it is funny and bawdy; much of it is impassioned and illuminating. Mr. Logan’s emotions are usually at high pitch and catch the reader up. The pages whizz by.”

When director John Ford became sick, Logan reluctantly returned to Hollywood to complete the filming of Mister Roberts (1955). Logan’s other hit films includedPicnic (1955), Bus Stop (1956), Sayonara (1957), and South Pacific (1958). He was nominated for an Academy Award for Directing for Picnic and Sayonara.

His later Broadway musicals All-American (1962) and Mr. President (1962) and the films of Lerner and Loewe’s Camelot (1967), and Paint Your Wagon (1969) were less well received. Logan’s 1976 autobiography Josh: My Up-and-Down, In-and-Out Life talks frankly about his bipolar disorder. He appeared with his wife in the 1977 nightclub revue Musical Moments, featuring Logan’s most popular Broadway numbers. He published Movie Stars, Real People, and Me in 1978. From 1983-1986, he taught theater at Florida Atlantic University in Boca Raton, Florida. He was also responsible for bringing Carol Channing to Broadway in Lend an Ear!.

Logan was married briefly (1939–1940) to actress Barbara O’Neil. After the divorce, he was married to Nedda Harrigan from 1945 until his death from supranuclear palsy in New York City in 1988.

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  • 1962 Tony Award® Best Direction of a Musical  All American [nominee]
  • 1959 Tony Award® Best Play  Epitaph for George Dillon [nominee] Produced by Joshua Logan
  • 1953 Tony Award® Director  Picnic [winner]
  • 1950 Tony Award® Best Director  South Pacific [winner]
  • 1950 Tony Award® Best Musical  South Pacific [winner]  Book by Joshua Logan
  • 1950 Tony Award® Best Musical  South Pacific [winner]  Produced in association with Joshua Logan
  • 1950 Tony Award® Libretto  South Pacific [winner]
  • 1950 Tony Award® Producer (Musical)  South Pacific [winner]
  • 1950 Pulitzer Prize for Drama  South Pacific [winner]
  • 1948 Tony Award® Author  Mister Roberts [winner]
  • 1948 Tony Award® Best Direction  Mister Roberts [winner]
  • 1948 Tony Award® Best Play  Mister Roberts [winner]  Written by Joshua Logan


South Pacific [Revival, Musical, Drama]

  • Book by Joshua Logan
  • Originally directed by Joshua Logan

Horowitz and Mrs. Washington [Original, Play, Comedy]

  • Directed by Joshua Logan

Trick [Original, Play, Comedy, Thriller]

  • Produced by Joshua Logan

Look to the Lilies [Original, Musical]

  • Directed by Joshua Logan

Ready When You Are, C.B.! [Original, Play, Comedy]

  • Directed by Joshua Logan

Tiger, Tiger Burning Bright [Original, Play, Drama]

  • Staged by Joshua Logan

Mr. President [Original, Musical, Comedy]

  • Directed by Joshua Logan

All American [Original, Musical, Comedy]

  • Directed by Joshua Logan

There Was a Little Girl [Original, Play]

  • Directed by Joshua Logan

Epitaph for George Dillon [Original, Play, Drama]

  • Produced by Joshua Logan

The World of Suzie Wong [Original, Play, Drama]

  • Directed by Joshua Logan

Blue Denim [Original, Play, Drama]

  • Staged by Joshua Logan

Middle of the Night [Original, Play]

  • Directed by Joshua Logan
  • Produced by Joshua Logan

South Pacific [Revival, Musical, Drama]

  • Libretto by Joshua Logan

The Wisteria Trees [Revival, Play, Drama]

  • Written by Joshua Logan

Fanny [Original, Musical]

  • Produced by Joshua Logan
  • Directed by Joshua Logan
  • Book by Joshua Logan

Kind Sir [Original, Play, Comedy]

  • Produced by Joshua Logan
  • Directed by Joshua Logan

Picnic [Original, Play]

  • Directed by Joshua Logan
  • Produced by Joshua Logan

Wish You Were Here [Original, Musical, Comedy]

  • Produced by Joshua Logan
  • Directed by Joshua Logan
  • Book by Joshua Logan
  • Dances by Joshua Logan

The Wisteria Trees [Original, Play, Drama]

  • Directed by Joshua Logan
  • Produced by Joshua Logan
  • Written by Joshua Logan

South Pacific [Original, Musical, Drama]

  • Directed by Joshua Logan
  • Produced in association with Joshua Logan
  • Book by Joshua Logan
  • Musical Staging by Joshua Logan

Mister Roberts [Original, Play]

  • Directed by Joshua Logan
  • Written by Joshua Logan

John Loves Mary [Original, Play, Comedy, Farce]

  • Directed by Joshua Logan
  • Produced in association with Joshua Logan

Happy Birthday [Original, Play, Comedy]

  • Directed by Joshua Logan

Annie Get Your Gun [Original, Musical, Comedy]

  • Directed by Joshua Logan

This Is the Army [Original, Musical, Revue]

  • Additional direction by: Joshua Logan

By Jupiter [Original, Musical, Comedy]

  • Staged by Joshua Logan

Charley’s Aunt [Revival, Play, Comedy, Farce]

  • Staged by Joshua Logan

Higher and Higher [Original, Musical, Comedy]

  • Directed by Joshua Logan
  • Book by Joshua Logan

Higher and Higher [Original, Musical, Comedy]

  • Directed by Joshua Logan
  • Book by Joshua Logan

Two For The Show [Original, Musical, Revue]

  • Sketches directed by Joshua Logan

Morning’s at Seven [Original, Play, Comedy]

  • Staged by Joshua Logan

Stars In Your Eyes [Original, Musical, Comedy]

  • Staged by Joshua Logan

Knickerbocker Holiday [Original, Musical, Comedy]

  • Directed by Joshua Logan
  • Staged by Joshua Logan

I Married an Angel [Original, Musical, Comedy]

  • Staged by Joshua Logan

On Borrowed Time [Original, Play, Comedy]

  • Directed by Joshua Logan

A Room in Red and White [Original, Play, Drama]

  • Performer: Joshua Logan [Robert Humphreys]

Hell Freezes Over [Original, Play, Tragedy]

  • Staged by Joshua Logan

Most of the Game [Original, Play, Comedy]

  • Stage Manager: Joshua Logan
  • Performer: Joshua Logan [A Waiter]

To See Ourselves [Original, Play, Comedy]

  • Produced by Joshua Logan
  • Staged by Joshua Logan

It’s You I Want [Original, Play, Farce]

  • Staged by Joshua Logan

I Was Waiting for You [Original, Play, Comedy]

  • Performer: Joshua Logan [Edouard]

Carry Nation [Original, Play]

  • Performer: Joshua Logan [Mart Strong]



 Paint Your Wagon


 Ensign Pulver


 Tall Story

 South Pacific


 Bus Stop


 Mister Roberts (uncredited)

 I Met My Love Again



 Live from Lincoln Center (TV series) – South Pacific

 Great Performances (TV series) – ‘South Pacific’ in Concert from Carnegie Hall

 South Pacific (TV movie)

 Mister Roberts (TV movie)

 Ensign Pulver (based on a play by / screenplay)


 South Pacific (adapted from the play “South Pacific”)

 Mister Roberts (based on the play by / screenplay)

 Tonight on Broadway (TV series) – Mister Roberts (1948)

 Higher and Higher (book of musical play)



 Mister Roberts (TV movie) (consultant)

 Fanny (production: produced on the stage by: Based upon the play “Fanny”)

 The World of Suzie Wong (original stage director)

 Middle of the Night (stage director)

 Indiscreet (“Kind Sir” was produced on the stage by)

 South Pacific (originally produced on the stage by)

 Picnic (produced on the stage by)

 Suez (diction coach: Annabella – uncredited)

 History Is Made at Night (dialogue director – uncredited)

 The Garden of Allah (dialogue director – uncredited)



 Ensign Pulver (producer)

 Fanny (producer)

 Tall Story (producer)


Marilyn Monroe: Beyond the Legend (documentary)  Himself – Interviewed Director

Josh, the Logan Legend (documentary) Himself

Rodgers & Hammerstein: The Sound of American Music (TV documentary) Himself

One on One (TV series) Himself – Guest

– Joshua Logan: Part 2 (1983) … Himself – Guest
– Joshua Logan: Part 1 (1983) … Himself – Guest

The Rebels: Marlon Brando (video documentary)  Himself

The Kennedy Center Honors: A Celebration of the Performing Arts (TV special)  Himself

The Merv Griffin Show (TV series) Himself

– Episode dated 6 January 1978 (1978) … Himself
– Episode dated 23 August 1976 (1976) … Himself

The David Frost Show (TV series) Himself

– Episode #2.41 (1969) … Himself

Cinema (TV series documentary)  Himself

– Joshua Logan (1967) … Himself

Main Street to Broadway  Himself

This feels like the official last weekend of summer for us.

  • Quintin will have marching band percussion rehearsals from 9:00am-9:00pm, Monday through Friday
  • The following week, the last week of July, is marching band camp
  • The first week of August is my prep for the fall teaching schedule – and the hectic swarm of juggling schedules with schools on different calendars;
    • marching band’s daily six hour rehearsals will be in full swing – or should I say, “full swim” since their show’s title is “Water Works”
  • The second week of August is show choir camp week for me
    • Quintin continues with daily marching band rehearsals
  • The third week of August is the start of school, and my fall teaching schedule

We will celebrate this weekend with a trip to Indiana.  Friday we’ll spend time with the family, and Saturday Quintin and I will spend the entire day at Indiana Beach Amusement Park.

Indiana Beach is one of my favorite past-times.  It is not spread out like Kings Island, and the amusement park on the peninsula just has a different, and very neat appeal.

I remember going with my parents when I was a very small child, and twice with my Uncle Garry.  One weekend, Uncle Garry, my father, my cousin Todd, and I spent the entire weekend there, and stayed in one of the cottages.  The best ride – which was actually the scariest – was the haunted house.  Just as the ride got to the end, your car turned and right before you was a huge facade of a semi-truck, flashing its lights and honking its horn. Uncle Garry laughed – quite often – how he could hear Todd and me screaming.  And it is not lost on me that of my uncle, father and cousin, I am the only currently surviving… one of those sharp moments of awareness…

There was another visit to Indiana Beach with Uncle Garry, my cousin Todd, and my new aunt, Jenny.  Todd and I left our favorite ride – the haunted house – and found Uncle Garry and Aunt Jenny eating a strange arrangement of ground beef, cheese, onion, sauces and lettuce, all contained within a half shell of a large crunchy chip.  Aunt Jenny explained that it was called a taco.  I tried my first taco at Indiana Beach, and every time I return, I always make a visit to the taco stand.  I love saluting memories, and especially ones associated with wonderful loved ones.

Several years ago, my entire family spent a fun-filled day there.  My nephew, Parker, was probably 2 years old, and Stacia was pregnant with Freddie (who is now 4 1/2 years).  On that trip, I actually agreed to bungee jump over the lake – and it was a blast!

In 2009, I took my son, Jose, there for the day.  We were one of the first to enter the park that morning, and one of the very last to leave.

It is just the neatest place!

After supper, Quintin and meandered over to the Fraze Pavilion, and heard, for the first time, Puzzle of Light.

The evening was about as perfect as it could get:

  • comfortable temperature
  • a lovely breeze
  • the setting sun
  • a very appreciative audience
  • an absolutely fantastic, tight, talented ensemble of guitar, flute, percussion set, percussion/drums, bass, vocals, a musical sculpture created (and performed) by Michael Bashaw

It was an incredible way to end my work week, and spend time with Quintin, who was obviously enjoying the ensemble.

Before leaving the stage, Sandy Bashaw said to the audience, “You honor us with your presence.”

Puzzle of Light – you blessed us with your music, your artistry, your talents, your time, and your love and passion for sharing your incredible gifts.

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Last week, the Miami Valley’s very own, The Human Race Theatre Company, sponsored a Face book contest.  People were to visit HRTC’s Facebook page, and vote on the person they wanted to see win.

The prize:  2 passes our 2012 Festival of New Musicals (August 3 – 5).  You get tickets to each of the three shows in the festival, at performance times of your choosing.

I am grateful to several of my friends who took the time to vote, sponsoring me to win two (2) free packages to the company’s upcoming New Musicals Festival.

Accompanying me to the festival will be Mr. Andrew Koslow, a remarkable young talent, who is recently graduated from Oklahoma University’s theatre program. I watched Andrew in a number of MUSE Machine musicals, in ALTAR BOYZ, and was honored to direct him in the 2009 production, SOUTH PACIFIC, in which he played Emile de Bec.

Andrew is currently performing in musicals in Oklahoma City, and will soon be venturing to NYC to begin his career.

This will be a fun time.

Here is the letter I received from HRTC:

Hi, Darin!

Congratulations on winning our “Who Loves New Musicals The Most?” contest. You won in a landslide.

As the winner of the contest, you get two free tickets to every one of the three shows in the Festival of New Musicals. You decide which performance of each you would like to attend. The schedule is listed below:

You, of course, are welcome to attend the kick-off reception on August 3 and the wrap-up party on August 5, as well.

We’d also like to give you two more free tickets (sorry, not full passes) to any one show of your choosing. These you can give to anyone you like. They can come with you to any of the performances you’ll be attending, or to another performance on their own.

Thanks for playing. And a more deserving guy could not have won.

Talk to you soon.

Steven Box

Director of Marketing and Communications

The Human Race Theatre Company

I seldom get to go to these kinds of events due to my teaching schedule, or due to things previously scheduled. However, Andrew Koslow and I are going to be kickin’ it up the weekend in August, enjoying and experiencing new works by our esteemed colleagues!

Thank you, Human Race Theatre Company!

And thank you to all who took a few seconds to vote!

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Last night after teaching a long day, I opened up the house to welcome the cooler temperatures.  It needed a boost from the fans, but it was still comfortable.  However, last night, I began swimming as the cool air from outside refused to enter the house.  This morning the air is still at a stand-still inside.


Beautiful. Around 6:50am, the sunlight began pouring in through the kitchen windows, and crawled through the round hall outside my bedroom, filling up that small space.  When the sun creeps along the floor each morning, I am always reminded of the Indiana Jones’ movie where he is down inside an Egyptian tomb-like area over a miniature city.

Quintin returned home around 11:00pm with Aaron Jacobs.  The two seemed to enjoy the DCI (Drum Corps International) contest in Centerville.

Today is a long day of teaching, 9:00am – 8:00pm with a 45 minute break.  I had three emails/calls from prospective new students, yesterday.

My friend, Patti King, continues on her adventures out West, while the Kress family(student family) is hitting many of my favorite, or Bucket List, sites on the East Coast. Last night they stayed at the Trapp Family Lodge in Stowe, Vermont.  I wish, so desperately, they could travel down to Manchester to see Hildene: the home of Robert Todd Lincoln.  It is something else!

My time on the deck is nearing its end. In 25-minutes I will need to shower, and prepare for my first student of the day.

Photos of Hildene in Manchester, Vermont:

Photos of the Trio from yesterday:

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Ashley Webb to Announce Candidacy for Montgomery County Commission on July 16th

Campaign to focus on Leadership in Job Creation, Support for Law Enforcement and Veterans, and Government Accountability.

Kettering City Council Member Ashley Webb will hold a press conference on July 16th at 11:30 a.m. at Sinclair Community College to formally announce his Campaign for Montgomery County Commission. The event will take place on the west patio next to Building 12, across the street from the County Administration Building. The announcement will take place in Building 12 if there is inclement weather. Parking passes will be available for attendees who park in Lot C under Building 12.

The citizens of Kettering elected Ashley Webb to serve as an At Large City Council Member in 2009. Earlier this year, Republican voters chose Webb as their candidate for one of two County Commission seats to be contested in November. A West Point graduate and Iraq War Veteran, Webb has been endorsed by Ohio Veteran’s United as well as Fraternal Order of Police Lodge 104, and numerous local elected officials and business leaders.

“Ashley’s background running the operations of a family owned business is what really sets him apart in my mind,” said Tom Becker, CEO of Becker Electric, “He understands that encouraging businesses to grow is how we are going to get Montgomery County back to work. I am excited to see a proven business leader step up and run for County Commission.”

In response, Webb commented, “I am humbled by the support I have received from the business community, veterans’ groups, law enforcement, and everyday citizens who are anxious for new leadership in our County Government. I look forward to sharing my vision for Montgomery County at our formal announcement on Monday, July 16th.”

Ashley will face off against Democrat Debbie Lieberman in the General Election on November 6th.

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Most people dread the start of the work week.  I’ve always wondered if it was due to lack of interest in a job, or perhaps, not being as relaxed as they were over the weekend.  I must admit, I do look forward to my four-day weekends, and spending time with Quintin grabbing movies, hiking (in non-hell-degree weather), attending outdoor concerts, and all sorts of other fun things we abandon during the school year.

The deck is beautiful this morning. “The breeze is so busy it don’t miss” the wind chimes, the leaves, and me!  It feels so good to have this 71-degree air surrounding me, and wrapping it’s cool arms about me this morning.

The past week, I’ve begun each day by taking in a fantastic blog-journey with a wonderful person.

A beautiful lady, and friend, Patti King, is taking the THE ULTIMATE ROAD TRIP out West with her sister, father, and nephew.  Her first paragraph captured me, and I eagerly look forward to each day’s posting.

Begin this adventure with a spirited Grandpa wanting to give his newly graduated Grandson the gift of  the American West.  Add the loving Mother hoping for a little more time with her Son before he goes off to college in the fall.  And just for fun, sprinkle in the slightly goofy Aunt, who is on her own journey of discovery.

Patti always has a refreshing outlook on life that is founded in sheer love, inner-joy, and laughter.

Last January Patti’s world was turned upside down, spun around in every conceivable direction, jostled, tossed through the air like King Kong throwing the air plane, destroyed… She sustained terrible injuries in an automobile tragedy that also injured her daughter, and claimed the life of her wonderful husband. As many of us were reeling from this horrible event, the gifts, and blessings, of Patti, and her children, began shining through the hideous dark clouds, guiding the rest of us through shock, loss, and grief.  Those who lost the most were actually giving the most.  They were giving each of us valuable life lessons about love, living, music, God, family, and something I’ve come to love so much about this family: LAUGHTER!

Over the past few years, Patti has become one of several role models in my life.  I know she would balk at the idea, but I am sure she has her own role models.  Sometimes, I believe our role models are actually our disguised guardian angels, or as I like to call them, “my angel team.”  I believe there are spiritual, perhaps even winged, beings who guide, guard, and watch over us, but since my college days, I’ve come to believe that some of our earthly travelers serve as earthly-angels.

Patti has become one of them over time.

I met Patti six years ago, and was immediately doused in her generous, loving, and witty spirit.  I am so glad that God navigated our individual journeys so they would continually cross through musicals, marching band, percussion ensemble, Dollar General, the parking lot after rehearsals, or the Dollar Tree before band camp.  Each time I am in Patti’s presence I walk away feeling exhilarated.  I like to think of those moments as Baptisms by Patti – she is one of those who, even with a smile, can refresh, and replenish the soul.

What I am enjoying most about this ‘ultimate journey’ is how Patti explores her own growth on different levels.  She is enjoying a soulful adventure while absorbing the beauty of our nation’s Western-side, and basking in togetherness with her family.

I love the phrase, God Winks. I want to say I borrowed it from author, Philip Gulley, however, I am not absolutely certain.  God Winks are those little reminders that serve a guiding, or reassuring purpose when they occur.  My life seems to be full of God Winks.  I’ve begun calling them Winkies, and even hum the “Winkie’s Song” from THE WIZARD OF OZ when one occurs.

Whenever I am near Patti King, I feel as though a jet engine is blasting its powerful fan as God just seems to wink greatly through Patti!

Click on the link to Patti’s blog and get your own blast of God’s fluttering eye-lid!


For tonight’s movie, Quintin suggested THE OUTSIDERS.


The movie was released March 25, 1983, when I would have been up to my ears with the last two months of my senior year of high school.  It took me 29 years to see the movie, and I honestly do not recall knowing the movie, let alone the book, even existed.

I didn’t know it was a book, and Quintin said he had read the book in 7th grade, and then watched the movie.  I must admit, Quinny has more of a grasp on a wider range of movies than I do.  And I am impressed with how many movies he knows from when I was his age.

As the movie unfolded I kept exclaiming, “Oh my God! It’s ____!”  The actors, all around my age, were just getting their careers underway.  The cast line-up was exciting, and powerful!

C. Thomas Howell

Rob Lowe

Ralph Macchio

Patrick Swayze

Emilio Estevez

Tom Cruise

Matt Dillon

Glenn Withrow
With the exception of Patrick Swayze, who passed away in 2009 (and maintaining an incredible career), all these actors are still going strong today. C. Thomas Howell has six movies in post-production.  It is amazing that they are still acting, or have moved on to directing and writing.

I was visiting some sites about the Steven Spielberg film, LINCOLN. Daniel Day Lewis will portray Abraham Lincoln, and Sally Field will play Mary Todd Lincoln.

Some folks are in a stir because Sally Field is 64, and playing a 42 year old first lady.

Age is not always a great concern, nor consideration for stage or film. Throughout the years, actors have often been older than the roles portrayed. Mary Martin was 36 years old when she played a 19yo Nellie Forbush in the 1949 stage production, SOUTH PACIFIC, and 46 when she played a 19yo Maria in the 1959 stage production, SOUND OF MUSIC.  And Glenn Close was 54 years old, and playing a 19yo Nellie Forbush in the 2001 made-for-television movie, SOUTH PACIFIC.

Actress Barbara O’Neil was only three years older than her motion picture daughter, Vivien Leigh, in GONE WITH THE WIND. Ms. O’Neil was 29, playing a 31 year old Ellen O’Hara, and Ms. Leigh was 26, playing a 16 year old, Scarlett O’Hara.

Mary Martin & Cathy Rigby also played the young boy, Peter Pan.

Are the complaining voices also forgetting the magic, and artistry of make-up and lighting which have always done wonders?

Mrs. Lincoln, even at 42yrs, when she entered the White House, looked pretty much the same age as Sally Field at 64.

I am confident that Ms. Field will look age appropriate when the film is released. In the early to mid-1970’s, actress Sada Thompson, best known for the television hit, FAMILY, was Mrs. Lincoln to Hal Holbrook’s President Lincoln. Ms. Thompson possessed the warmth, the class, the fire, and the humor that was a beautiful mix of the troubled first lady.  I found Mary Tyler Moore’s Mary Lincoln in Gore Vidal’s film utterly deplorable. I am fond of Ms. Moore’s work, and guess that the script, based on Mr. Vidal’s description in his novel, grounded MTM’s portrayal in the erratic, one-dimensional role.

My concern?

Will Ms. Field have blue eyes?  Mrs. Lincoln’s eyes were reportedly a violet-blue, shade, and quite striking.

Other than that, I am glad Ms. Field will portray one of my favorite first ladies on the big screen (and later in my DVD collection).

This is the area that was burning after the 1:00am fire-works explosion this morning….

I had just looked over at the clock and saw it was 1:00am… still wide awake from watching the movie with Quintin, I picked up the remote to check what…


The windows in my bedroom were rattled by the exceptionally loud explosion.

I ran outside, thinking it was over on Rockhill, but quickly spied large flames in the grass across the street (right in front of the house where the neighbor lady lost her front porch in last week’s storm).

The neighbor man directly across the street, and the lady, in whose yard the fire was spreading, immediately pulled out hoses and began dousing the flames.  Shortly, a police officer arrived, sans Bill’s Donuts, and could not be coaxed to make a Bill’s Donut run for those of us gathered.  The firetruck, bearing four crew members (one a former Fairmont percussionist), pulled up and they determined it was a firecracker similar to a M80, packing enough punch to cause a fire.

By 1:15am it was all over, and we returned to our homes… still, sans Bill’s Donuts.

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