Radiation was done, and Damn Yankees closed. But I had to wait another five weeks before surgery.
Linda treated me like cancer was my fault. As if I sustained cancer just to irritate her. I could not work at all. We lived in limbo. Not knowing if I would live or die was constantly on my mind.
very glad you made it through. but sad that the Golden Apple is no more. used to ride my bike past it on pineapple street as a kid, and it seemed like one of the fixtures that made Sarasota a real city.
I loved working at the Golden Apple. Roberta MacDonald was quite a star and Robert Ennis Turoff was above and beyond the call of duty. He actually PAID me the whole way through my cancer battle.
would you remember when that production was staged? pretty sure we got taken to see it on a school field trip. can’t think of anywhere else i would have seen “Anything Goes” in Sarasota in the 80’s, and it’s such a vivid memory.
unfortunately, i must have seen a later production. still, grateful i got to grow up in a town with such a vibrant artistic community thanks to you and all of your colleagues
