Last night I attended a wine 'tasting' party at a friends house. Kathleen had invited those of us in the poetry group, friends from the school, friends she knew outside school, and the all the actors from the Sumter Little Theater. It was quite and eclectic group and a lot of fun. I got to chat with several members of the group and to discuss the recent play, Inherit the Wind, and what their parts meant to them. I was delighted to learn my concept of what Michael Duffy brought to the character, E.K. Hornbeck, was exactly what he was trying to portray. When I said at times I felt I was watching Satan himself, he was delighted he had been able to get that message across, because that was how he also saw the character. I had an intersting chat with one of the students about travel, and culture, and New York (where she hails from). I met two very fascinating women, Frankie and Elaine, and along with my friend Cyndy spent some quality time chatting with them. All in all a fun time and, although I had to leave while it was still going strong, I did enjoy the evening. As I was leaving (around midnight) one of the very young of group - the young woman I had such an enjoyable conversation with, didn't want me to go and said the night was still young. I told her yes, but I wasn't. She laughed and said, but 60is the new 50, so I told her than that would make her 11 and she better put down that glass of wine. Her friends got a kick out of that one, but she said no! that doesn't apply until 50. Ah! the rationality of 21. So, I am leaving you with some pics I snapped over the three and half hours I was there.
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