Letter From The Cabin 03-04-2018
Big mounds of snow surround the cabin where they were pushed by the young man that keeps my cabin plowed out. While we had some partial melting this past week, there remain large snowbanks to negotiate to get to the front door. Winter is still here and hasn’t really relaxed her grip on life at the cabin. Fortunately, I have plenty of firewood, so I can ward off the cold till spring arrives,
Went to the local VFW Wednesday night for the weekly chicken wing supper. The VFW is several miles from camp. They are open to the public, and you don’t have to be a card-carrying member to eat wings and suck down cold beer there. Wednesday is the only time they serve food and many of the locals come out for the fare. I avail myself of the wings there when I am out to camp. I particularly like the Buffalo Hot Wings with blue cheese dressing. At the club, I get to hear all the local gossip and also get to rub elbows with the downstaters that have camps in the area. I guess this makes me an interloper of sorts, but what the hell, why not?
All of us, wife Amy, son Seth, and Blue, the faithful English Setter and I will be going to camp next weekend. I will probably head out on Wednesday so I don’t miss Wing Night. I am finishing up work on several plays I have written and hope to have them in the can, so to speak, by the time I leave camp on Sunday. Writing a play, at least in my experience, is easier to accomplish than having it produced. There are many hungry playwrights. Please remember to go out to a live performance in your area if you get the chance. There are some amazing theatre groups in Michigan that are putting on great performances. Live theatre is a wonderful way to spend a cold winter night.