Sometime in my later teenage years, my elderly father told me that he enjoyed sitting on the benches in the mall and just watching young people be young. He appreciated our energy and liked sitting and letting it wash over him. I understood this more than he figured I did. I enjoyed going there largely […]
The Weekender, March 23-25: Spring has... sprung? Kind of?
Stage Names: Portland Stage's 'Red Herring' a welcome antidote to the season