My Father was born on April Fools Day. Our relationship was rocky. Dad wanted things his way because he was the father. I know this because he told me. I wanted things my way because I was the daughter. He knew that because I told him. We drew our lines in the sand, and we waited for the other to blink. For me it was very simple. My father was usually wrong, and I was right.
She started singing in 1931 and has never stopped in spite of being sidelined more than once. Marilyn Maye has lived through more crap than most of us will ever see. Talk about opportunities for having the blues. And yet she chooses the crow’s nest as her permanent home.
Is it possible that the women are not given equal opportunity to be seen on national television because they are, well, just women athletes? Good Gravy – could that be? Could something as blatant as public media snubbing of hundreds of college athletes be allowed to happen? And no one is commenting on it? Not even Scott Simon?
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Excellent, as always! Gave me a 5 minute peak into another world!
Love this, Tulis!
The best one so far. Feels like you onstage in front of a loving audience. In fact, this one could be used as part of your
performance eouvre.
Smooches,
Jeffrey
Tulis is master story teller. Her monologues brandish us with her deep sense of irony, and appreciation of the tragicomedic complexities of human experience. She gives me hope that clever insight and hilarity will take away some of the strain.