Snowmas

I lived good. At times I spent my week at Clearwater,

or cruising Daytona in my station wagon.

And then I’d find myself at Snowmas at the Summer Arts Festival

at a play of Rosencrantz and Gildenstern. There was a resturaunt there

where the bartenders performed magic. I adored magic as a kid. I had magic

kits and messed with them all the time. I even had to have my parents come

home from a night out at dinner to help release my fingers from an act.