A town grew here only after the paper mill was built to take advantage of the natural hydro power.

One day, a young girl lost her first tooth. We were walking down the path behind the school…

I began traveling the roads on the western side I hadn’t been down just to see if I could catch the sunset from a new angle.

There was no turning back; I had just taken the last boat for the next three days…

I didn’t expect to be working on two plays simultaneously, but working with such dedicated actors and crew has been invigorating.

There was a comfort in revisiting the landscape of my childhood and walking through the woods…

The players—3rd graders through 8th graders—were working the crowd.

The arc is so large that as you ascend you cannot see the other side, almost symbolically, as if you are being transported to another world.

Every day I am taken aback by the pure act of kindness that is directed toward me.