“Things
around here are suspicious
Who
can we put our trust in?”
“Gravity Falls,” Brad Breeck
The Disney series Gravity
Falls first aired in 2012. It follows the adventures of twin 12 year-olds
Dipper and Mabel Pines while on summer vacation in Gravity Falls, Oregon, a
place containing supernatural creatures and undergoing paranormal occurrences. At a Premier Performance summer recital
Saturday grandson James played “Gravity Falls” on piano. Sister Rebecca sang “Once Upon a December”
from the animated film” Anastasia,” based on the young Romanov princess who
allegedly escaped when Bolsheviks killed the Russian royal family. One verse goes:
Far
away, long ago,
Glowing
dim as an ember,
Things
my heart used to know,
Things it yearns to remember
I didn’t get the references to many songs on the
program, including “Les Poissons” from “Little Mermaid,” sung by Theresa
Collins as she, I learned later, was pretending to be a chef preparing a
seafood dinner. Similarly “Poor
Unfortunate Souls” was about a witch turning mermaid Ariel into a human. Kayla Szymanski sang “I Won’t Say I’m in
Love” from a Disney version of “Hercules” – a movie I’d never heard of. More to my liking was Elton John’s “Your
Song,” sung by Aliza Tannish. I could have
guessed – it was featured in “Gnomeo and Juliet.”
At Abuelo’s in Merrillville I pigged out on chips and
salsa and then ordered a delicious steak salad, seasoned to perfection. Bridge hosts Brian and Connie Barnes gave us
special directions to their Crown Point home because construction of a
roundabout was blocking the usual route.
Two Stellas brightened up a string of bad hands. I finished the night in the middle of the
pack.
Heidi Zima with photo of Nicholas and Frances Scherer; below, Rose Marie Schafer; photos by Nancy Webster
Post-Tribune
correspondent Nancy Coltun Webster’s article about Schererville’s 150th
anniversary featured quotes by historical society officer Heidi Zima, geologist
Ken Schoon, and Rose Marie Schafer, the wife of Schererville founder Nicholas
Scherer’s great-grandson. Settling along
the ancient Glenwood glacial shoreline, German-born Nicholas Scherer, according
to Schoon, was a ditch digger, railroad bed builder, sand miner, real estate
developer, farmer, an postmaster. It was
common practice then for new communities to be named for postmasters.
Clara Bingham’s “Witness to the Revolution” contains a
description by Griel Marcus of Jimi Hendrix’s blistering, feedback-drenched “Star-Spangled
Banner” guitar solo to close the 1969 Woodstock Festival. Marcus told Bingham:
It was taken as
an attack on the United States for its crimes in Vietnam, which is not an
unreasonable way to hear it, but it’s also a great piece of music. No art that has its own interpretation is
ever going to be about one thing or be one thing.
Woodstock immediately became an iconic event, and attendees
had instant bragging rights. In the fall
of 1969 newspaper reporter Paul Turk visited me at the University of Maryland,
and we attended a party where a coed wearing a mini shirt and open vest with
nothing on underneath was telling about her experiences at Woodstock. Eyes slightly bulging, Paul was impressed.
In “Speedboat” Renata Adler wrote, many women’s
college staff members, followers of Father Divine, took new names: “ A maid called Serious Heartbreak married a
janitor called Universal Dictionary.” Two acquaintances used annoying clichés. One when drunk often said, “How too like life.” For emphasis
the other would say “As sure as God made
little green apples.”
above, Michael Glorioso by Tony V. Martin; below, cast of Grease
For the Valparaiso Memorial Opera House production of
“Grease,” directed by Michael Glorioso, cast members were high school or
college students except for Principal Miss Lynch (Heather Chaddock) and lecherous deejay Vince
Fontaine (Doug DeLaughter). The musical
had a nine-year run on Broadway beginning in 1971, and in 1980 John Travolta
and Olivia Newton-John starred in the hit movie. A half-dozen talented musicians were stationed
in the upper box seats as the stage was extended for dance numbers. At Portage Dave played the greaser Roger; the
show was so popular that the school performances the following weekend. We dined at Parea Restaurant across from the
theater. It way too hot and humid to
even think about eating outside. I had a
burger and a Stella Artois on draft while Toni and crab cakes and a Jack
Daniels on the rocks.
“Grease” director Michael Glorioso referred to his life
companion as his husband. Cullen
Ben-Daniel did the same Friday at the Gardner Center. Do lesbian partners generally refer to their
mates as wives? Anne Balay calls Riva
Lehrer her lover, but they’re not married.
She has been married twice, once to a man and then to a woman, and the
institution isn’t for her, although she acknowledges the legal benefits.
Due to a storm Samuel A. and Brenda A, Love lost power, so they saw
the new “Ghostbusters” and loved it.
Anything with Melissa McCarthy can’t miss. Highest on our movie list, however, is “Star Trek
Beyond.”
I chatted with old friend Mary Delp Harwood,
recovering from a back operation. Things
were progressing well until someone hugged her too hard at a funeral. Both Cub fans, we discussed the recent
acquisition of Cuban-born fireballer Aroldis Chapman. Last fall Chapman allegedly choked his
girlfriend. Though never prosecuted, he
apologized and served a 30-game suspension.
Supposedly he’s been a model citizen since. Cynics will say that pro teams will do
anything to win. I’m in the camp of those who believe that we’re all flawed and
deserving of a second chance.
The media, desperately seeking controversy to jazz up
coverage of the Democratic National Convention in Philadelphia, received a
boost from WikiLeaks, which made public thousands of Democratic National
Committee (DNC) emails. A few of them
showed favoritism toward Hillary Clinton over Bernie Sanders, not surprising in
that Hillary has been a loyal Democrat for over 40 years while Sanders is an
Independent and a socialist. With the
press labeling it a scandal and hardcore Sanders supporters having a snit fit,
DNC chair Debbie Wasserman Schultz resigned in favor of African-American Donna
Brazile. Clinton spin-doctors blame
Russian hackers beholden to Vladimir Putin.
Ray Smock wrote:
The First night
of the Democratic National Convention has come and gone. I watched all of it on
CSPAN, where I was not interrupted by pundits or reporters looking for oddballs
to interview and I had no commercials to watch. It was a far more wholesome way
to get into the convention. After the flap over Debbie Wasserman Shultz was resolved
with minimum damage to the day, I found the whole thing positive, upbeat, and
well presented. I loved the diversity of the delegates and the presenters. And
I got a bang out of the video clips where Trump condemned himself in his own
words. Sure, I wish some of the Bernie supporters would have been less vocal at
times and less disruptive, but they had their good reasons and this is an open
political forum and it represented a big tent that didn't always agree. It was
great to see all the young people there. This is a party with a future. What a
contrast it was with the doom and gloom of the GOP, where the most prominent
leaders in the party didn't even show up and where Trump told us over and over
how great he was. The GOP convention was a one-man band. So far the Democrats
are playing a rich and varied melody with a variety of finely played
instruments and voices.
Moved by First Lady Michelle Obama’s speech, Anne
Balay repeated these lines: “I wake up
every morning in a house that was built by slaves, and I watch my daughters,
two beautiful, intelligent black young women, playing with their dogs on the
White House lawn. And because of Hillary
Clinton, my daughters and all of our sons and daughters now take for granted
that a woman can be president of the United States.” She added: “I wish that my mother were still alive to witness this. She met
Hillary, and loved her. She loved political theater, and would love the history
being made.”
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