Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Sunday, March 8, 2009

Strange Interlude: 81 Years Later

In 1928, Eugene O'Neill's new play, "Strange Interlude," opened at the John Golden Theater in New York City. Claire Pappas, age 21, was there to see it.  More than 80 years later, her grandson Jonathan and great-grandson James (age 21) saw the rarely produced play at the Goodman Theater in Chicago.  Like their Granny so many years before, James and Jonathan enjoyed a nine-act marathon (with a dinner break halfway through).  They were graced with the company of Gabbi Greenfield, mother of the lead actress in this memorable 2009 production by Chicago's Neo-Futurists. Pictured here:  James Obremski, the ever-present Gordon Shaw, Nina Leeds (the gifted actress Merrie Greenfield) with her mother Gabbi, and Jonathan Shailor with Eugene O'Neill.

Saturday, January 10, 2009

Dancing Girl

Claire Pappas (date unknown).

Family Resemblance

Above:  20-something Katie Shucavage (Claire Pappas' great granddaughter) (center, in blue).

Below:  20-something Claire Pappas.



Friday, January 9, 2009

NEW YORK, N.Y.   JUN 27   1PM   1960



Master Jonathan Shailor
   3337 Eastlake Av.
      Massapequa Park
         L.I., N.Y.

Dear Jonathan:  All of a sudden the thunder and lightning came, and these little kitties were on their way to school, (with their school bags) and one kitties hat flew off!  See how frightened the three little ones in the trunk of the car are, their mama was driving the car (see her looking out of the back window) and she said, "Don't be afraid, you won't be hurt"  And the flower pots flew off the window sill, and the umbrella flew inside out! But in a little while it all stopped, and the sun came out again, and the kittens got to school all safe and sound.      Love, Granny      XXXXXXX
        

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Granny and Shakespeare

So many memories, each one a little gem.  This one is precious to me, because when I remember it, I can still hear Granny's voice.

In the summer of 2003, I took Granny down to visit Richard and his family in Rehoboth, Massachusetts.  It was the summer that I was playing the role of Prospero in Christopher's production of "The Tempest."  As we rode down the highway, I practiced one of Prospero's speeches ("we are such stuff as dreams are made on...").  Granny listened patiently as I ran through the speech several times.

A little later on, we were sitting on Rich's deck, and Granny wistfully recalled one of several bits of Shakespeare that she had memorized in grade school.  She spoke the lines with feeling, remembering them perfectly:

In sooth, I know not why I am so sad:
It wearies me; you say it wearies you;
But how I caught it, found it, or came by it,
What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born,
I am to learn;
And such a want-wit sadness makes of me,
That I have much ado to know myself.

(The Merchant of Venice, I.i.1-7)


Tuesday, September 9, 2008

On one of Granny's last visits to our house, all of our animals crowded around to say hello and get some attention.

Meeka tolerates everything. Even when Granny spontaneously
grabs her paws and makes her do a strange puppet-kitty dance.

Jazz rarely deems visitors worthy of her presence,
but Granny was clearly an exception.

Biscuit loves attention. Any attention. Anyone is welcome to pet her.
At any time. Granny included.

I love and miss you Granny.
Alex