by James Heflin | Sep 1, 2011 | Ten Gallon Liberal
I truly hate to do it, but… here’s some lyrics seared into my brain by an over-earnest folk singer years ago: He wonders about the wind and the rain how they live so long how they stand the pain Source unknown, but my hat’s off to this scribe. What...
by Sarah Werthan Buttenwieser | Sep 1, 2011 | Standing In The Shadows
There’s this line in Maurice Sendak and Arthur Yorinks’ The Miami Giant about a boat landing in Miami that goes, “So I swerved a bit.” That line of that very odd book, which manages to be funny and just a smidge unsettling at once, came to me...
by Maureen Turner | Sep 1, 2011 | Wellness
For years, the farmers’ market in Springfield’s Forest Park neighborhood accepted paper food stamps from shoppers—an option that ensured that low-income families had easy access to fresh, local produce. But that changed about a dozen years ago, said...
by Chris Rohmann | Sep 1, 2011 | Stage
“Theater is not dead; it is the definition of alive. In these days when you can’t even get a real person on the phone to place a complaint with the electric company, what a luxury to have living breathing humans in front of you, fervently believing in a...
by Chris Rohmann | Sep 1, 2011 | Stage
All four summer theater shows I caught last week begin with a defining sound: a musical motif, a ship’s horn, a laugh, a hammer on nail. Each one, heard before the lights even come up, gives us an aural clue to what we can expect of the play’s style and...