Last weekend I went to a reunion at the University of Miami’s Ring Theatre for those of us that were there between 1970 and 1983. I saw friends I hadn’t seen since 1974 and a lot of great memories, laughter and even a few tears were shared.
We all met up at the theatre on campus and at one point each of us stood up and told our names, our year of graduation, and a quick note about what we’re doing now. So when it was my turn, I stood up, said my name and my year (1974), said I was still writing, and sat down. That’s all I did; I swear. But the photographer caught me at a moment when it looked like I was declaiming… and I immediately thought of a quote from Shakespeare’s The Merchant of Venice: