I love these nostalgic Thursdays. They encourage me to revisit experiences I might not, otherwise, and to see things I’ve stopped paying attention to. My nostalgic brick, for instance.

My Nostalgic BrickLong ago, (in the summer of 1967) in a town called Louisville, Kentucky, teenaged me worked as a Runner for Kentucky Shakespeare’s Shakespeare In Central Park. As a Runner, I ran errands. Hence, the title. During the day, I ran back and forth between the production site in Central Park and the headquarters in The Carriage House, some blocks away. The Carriage House held the office of the then-director, C. Douglas Ramey, and the costume shop. At night, I haunted the backstage area and ran for snacks and water for the cast and crew, or fetched props and bits of costume.

The next year, I was off to college, the costume shop and office moved elsewhere, and The Carriage House was pulled down. One of my high school pals, Eddie Collins, grabbed me a brick and painted it for me, so I’d never forget why I was carrying a brick around with me every time I moved house.

Thanks, Eddie! If you ever read this blog, please get in touch, my friend.

A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Write about a brick. Especially you, Leslie R. Lee, and you know the Brick I’m talkin’ about!

MA