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Eugene O’Neill’s “Long Day’s Journey into Night”

Eugene O’Neill’s “Long Day’s Journey into Night”

Eugene O’Neill said this play was written with “blood and tears.” He never wanted it to be set on stage. He never wanted it to be published until at least 25 years after his death. This was about his family and his life. It is 

Mother’s Day Journey into Night

Mother’s Day Journey into Night

It was drizzling and I went to get my rain jacket from the closet. On my right, there was an overflowing laundry basket that wouldn’t close. I looked away from it — to my left. On the way down the stairs, there was a polished 

On the town with Terry

On the town with Terry

For years, my friend Terry and I have been thinking about a day in New York together. With that, my belated birthday seemed like the perfect excuse to get in the car and get going. After some planning on my part, this is how the 

Let the Sunshine and Juliette Binoche in

Let the Sunshine and Juliette Binoche in

According to conversations in the ladies’ room of Water Read Theatre, this one did not go well with American audience. It was taken for a story of a depressed middle aged woman sleeping around with anyone who would go for it. — Barely sat though that 

Albee’s Three Tall Women on Broadway

Albee’s Three Tall Women on Broadway

The story has it that Edward Albee’s parents got him for $133.30 at the adoption agency. They always talked how they wanted to return him claiming it was the worst business deal. It has never been a secret in the family which made Albee’s relationship 

Spring effect in the backyard

Spring effect in the backyard

Last night, we pulled the cover off the grill — a major sign of spring for us. As Tom was perfecting our dinner, I walked around to check the footsteps of spring in the yard. It has been raining all day and everything looked so 

Celebrating four years of JuliaCore barre studio

Celebrating four years of JuliaCore barre studio

For a while, it wasn’t clear where this story should go: Barre Notes or Comfort Zone. It is about barre. But it is the part of barre that’s my comfort zone. The women. So here it is — my Comfort Zone. Every morning I wake 

Inca Grill, Middlesex, NJ

Inca Grill, Middlesex, NJ

There’s a strong possibility, I was Peruvian in my previous life. For one thing — potatoes. They must be included in my last meal. But then, here’s this whole new development in my possible Peruvian heritage that has surfaced recently. These are the last few 

“Mamma Leone!”

“Mamma Leone!”

This 1967 book is an heirloom. It was my introduction — induction? — into The Ferraro Family. Every time this book comes into my eyesight, it’s Gus whisking Leone’s Master Salad Dressing or Barbara’s intense stare into the pot with Zuppa di Pesce on Christmas 

“It rained and it rained and it rained…”

“It rained and it rained and it rained…”

“It rained and it rained and it rained. Piglet told himself that never in all his life, and he was goodness knows how old — three was it or four —never he had seen so much rain… The little dry ditches in which Piglet had