tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-259831402024-03-20T05:12:26.569-04:00The Chronicles of KresgePoems * Stories * PhotographsVirgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.comBlogger193125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25983140.post-23819165088439217112015-09-06T11:42:00.001-04:002015-09-06T20:41:00.881-04:00About that chicken shit goal: Skate or dieAwhile back I wrote a piece for <i>Ripples</i>, the Senior Center literary zine. It was a bit of creative nonfiction that included an amalgam of flashbacks on me carrying the puck in the offensive zone and scoring a lucky goal, only to realize that the defense had deliberately backed-off to give me a chance. Talk about flashbacks...<br />
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Friday night I was playing in a Wonder League game at the Kettering Recreation Center. This was the start of my second ten-game season with this "beginner-intermediate" league. The concept here is to play down to your opponent's level in order to give every player a chance to develop. This would be my eleventh game playing wing in this league and I had yet to score a goal.<br />
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Midway through the game I picked up a loose puck at center ice. My team captain, John Wonderly, who also happens to be the guy who started and runs the league, was behind me.<br />
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"Skate it in, Virgil!" he yelled to me.<br />
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I stick handled across the blue line, watching to my right to be sure my line mates were on side. As I crossed into the offensive zone, John shouted, "Take it to the outside!"<br />
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His plan would have had me pull up somewhere short of the corner, trying to center the puck to another forward. The defense was deliberately laying off in order to give me a chance to handle the puck, and I was getting pissed at the lack of respect. I needed to take it to the house. I opted to fake to the outside and cut for the center. I arrived at the top of the slot, unimpeded. At this point, they should have closed on me, but there was a crowd in front of the goal and no one tried to stop me from taking the ensuing snap shot.<br />
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As I crossed, the goalie moved with me. In doing so, he left the left side of the net wide open. My shot wended its way through the forest of leggings and skates and found the back of the net. I watched this occur in what seemed like slow motion with utter disbelief. My first game in Kettering - I'd had a feeling this place would be lucky for me. Loud cheering and fist bumps all around...<br />
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To my great embarrassment, they stopped the game and presented me with the puck - something they do every time someone gets their first Wonder League goal. Obviously, they'd noticed... Congratulations continued until well after the game. In the locker room, John made a big deal out of it, again.<br />
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"That was a chicken shit goal," I said.<br />
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"A goal's a goal," John replied.<br />
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Well there is a certain amount of validity to that. As one of my line mates pointed out when I told him they had been easing up on me, "The goalie wasn't letting up."<br />
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It's true, the shot and the goal were legit. After the game, I took the puck home and put it on the shelf in my home office with my other treasures, team photos, ten-minute play posters, Mothman Festival memorabilia... Here's the thing. If I want their respect, I'm going to have to earn it.
That chicken shit goal probably went a long way toward achieving that.<br />
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The next time I see John, I will apologize. He has provided a great experience for a lot of hockey players of varying skill levels, and an opportunity for me to keep playing when I should be on a rocker on the back porch. Before the game, his wife had told me how much he admires what I am doing and how he hopes he will still be playing at my age. Some of the younger players have told me that, too.<br />
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When I told Amy I had made my first Wonder League goal, she said, "What did they do, let you score?"<br />
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"Yeah, kinda..." I said.<br />
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Truth is, I feel so alive right now, it's a bit frightening. When I finally decide to hang up my skates, I'll know the end is near.<br />
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Yours,<br />
<br />
Harry<br />
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<br />Virgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25983140.post-63825969602211335722015-09-03T14:41:00.001-04:002015-09-03T14:41:42.098-04:00Getting a hockey life"Are you playing hockey tonight?" Amy asked on her way out the door this morning.<br />
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"No. Tomorrow night," I said. "The new league is starting up in Kettering."<br />
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"That means your going to be home late on Friday nights..." she said.<br />
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"Very late."<br />
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"You need to get a life."<br />
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"I already have," I said. "I decided to be a hockey player in my new life."<br />
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Summer hasn't been kind to my hockey conditioning. Getting enough ice time to maintain the shape I had achieved only after about a year-and-a-half of skating four to five times-a-week just wasn't possible. On Tuesday morning, a small group of us were doing hockey drills at the rink in Springfield and I found I was admitting to myself that I was having trouble keeping up. I wasn't just having trouble keeping up, I was admitting it. That is significant. What happened to my positive attitude?<br />
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Am I having a late-life crisis? Not really. This is about searching for my identity in the context of my new life. You see, every time you get a new life, you have to get a new identity to go with it. I have experimented with being the old guy who kicks ass. And I thought that was really working, until Tuesday morning, that is. After which I came to the realization that I'm not kicking ass at all and should be seeking out a role commensurate with my abilities. I have actually been losing sleep over this.<br />
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So, what are my abilities? I have pretty good hockey sense. For instance, I know that if I don't keep my eyes on the action at all times, the puck will surely come in my direction. If I don't have my stick on the ice, someone will pass me the puck and I won't get it down in time. I know that if I pass the puck to a zone, rather than a player, no one will be there. And, if I pass the puck to someone who is open, it will be a guy who is actually worse than I am, and he will commit one of the above listed miscues. Just kidding, of course.<br />
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Hopefully, with age comes wisdom. I know enough to cover the point in my defensive zone. I know to go to the boards if we get the puck and be alert for an outlet pass. I know to skate up ice and stay onside, all the while keeping my stick on the ice. I know to rush the net, screen the goalie and move around to get in position for a tip in or a rebound. I know to forecheck if we lose the puck, and get back down to cover the point. Knowing how to play my position as a winger counts for a lot. Now, if I only had the conditioning to do it effectively...<br />
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Yours,<br />
<br />
Harry<br />
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<br />Virgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25983140.post-3808687775189916262013-06-21T21:41:00.002-04:002013-06-21T21:41:33.070-04:00Cherry Red Mustang<iframe frameborder="no" height="166" scrolling="no" src="https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F97918984" width="100%"></iframe>Virgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25983140.post-61310764371890378222013-06-21T15:11:00.000-04:002013-06-21T22:16:05.031-04:00Daydreaming<iframe width="100%" height="166" scrolling="no" frameborder="no" src="https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F97922281"></iframe>Virgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25983140.post-3044019724437581602012-02-21T13:54:00.002-05:002012-02-21T15:20:30.567-05:00Existentialist Dreaming Podcast<iframe src="http://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F37360088&show_artwork=true" frameborder="no" height="166" scrolling="no" width="100%"></iframe>Virgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25983140.post-87375769273426053352011-09-07T10:07:00.001-04:002011-09-07T10:07:49.036-04:00Walking in the RainNothing brings joy<br />to a young dog<br />like rolling in wet grass.<br /><br />"Cut that out!" I say.<br /><br />She smiles,<br />rolls some more,<br />gets up and shakes off<br />water from my neighbor's lawn.<br /><br />Now it's time<br />for spontaneous affection,<br />jumping on clean jeans<br />with muddy paws,<br />ready to lick my face<br />if I stoop to her level.<br /><br />"Where's your dignity?" I ask.<br /><br />Her ears perk up.<br />She tilts her head<br />and stares at me<br />with curious dark eyes.<br /><br />"Woof," she says.<br /><br />And I understand.Virgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25983140.post-27403866635388608882011-04-10T08:45:00.000-04:002011-04-10T08:46:14.631-04:00Flashback"I thought I saw you once<br />in Chinatown<br />before I knew you,"<br />she said.<br />"You were parked<br />on Mulberry Street<br />and when I looked at you<br />you gave me a horrible face."<br /><br />"It couldn't have been me,"<br />he said,<br />"because I would never make<br />a horrible face<br />at a beautiful woman."<br /><br />She smiled.<br />"You dog."<br /><br />"And besides,<br />I never could find<br />parking on Mulberry,"<br />he said.Virgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25983140.post-42252837534781658052011-02-20T10:14:00.003-05:002011-02-20T10:16:38.507-05:00More photos from Mardi Gras at Village Artisans<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOzTds_Gd4x5foyjNYInXz0wCFEbOMUFMKC1lgPPRT_BykEvewcxYikaXb6CC22xMz7bT4IpYiP5QjiqxepV9VKEYUDxQG9xZCv6nwigToeou1PAURXwtF00hj6TsU3Bf1Mxyt/s1600/P1780638+wm.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOzTds_Gd4x5foyjNYInXz0wCFEbOMUFMKC1lgPPRT_BykEvewcxYikaXb6CC22xMz7bT4IpYiP5QjiqxepV9VKEYUDxQG9xZCv6nwigToeou1PAURXwtF00hj6TsU3Bf1Mxyt/s400/P1780638+wm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575790641892806514" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl8Pi3xJeLCWkqC995zGlxYrM74ui1nQQ5SZCL0CefdCPBTiiSDj_LnrjaOBzY2xUe2HbhJ0ZD2XET4oic0LGhkpkiTDbDC4cAyR0fxF3enGa-hP_JzGQhvV5-kIBBrPDK-qcA/s1600/P1780495+wm.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl8Pi3xJeLCWkqC995zGlxYrM74ui1nQQ5SZCL0CefdCPBTiiSDj_LnrjaOBzY2xUe2HbhJ0ZD2XET4oic0LGhkpkiTDbDC4cAyR0fxF3enGa-hP_JzGQhvV5-kIBBrPDK-qcA/s400/P1780495+wm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575790638598730642" border="0" /></a>Photos by Susan Gartner<br /><br />Return to <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://ayellowspringsblog.blogspot.com">A Yellow Springs Blog</a>Virgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25983140.post-63567747534778057062011-02-07T06:09:00.003-05:002011-02-07T06:16:09.832-05:00More photos from the Short Film Fest<div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKWBLwrw08FDS5thCDjdYVulAvN504dgrXtDqEwpbPoLfME_hOpPqPOyHZut38ZEJmJ6k8PEd7pKA0O3hK3SLUz_nsgKWEgaSuTiFsy-Cx7HlXfN3ADG3dtTQTqp2-96FXgWZb/s1600/P1780176.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKWBLwrw08FDS5thCDjdYVulAvN504dgrXtDqEwpbPoLfME_hOpPqPOyHZut38ZEJmJ6k8PEd7pKA0O3hK3SLUz_nsgKWEgaSuTiFsy-Cx7HlXfN3ADG3dtTQTqp2-96FXgWZb/s400/P1780176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570903532536318066" border="0" /></a><span style="" lang="EN"><span style="font-style: italic;">Nicholas Rollins (“The Crazy Mind”) and Jeremy Johnson (prologue to “The State”)</span></span><br /></div><span style="" lang="EN"></span></div><span style="" lang="EN"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVCtzc1jKcaJwhaiWMhsgy6jwesvl_Rey6d7pFs9MuoX-D1iMj86NNktPeIMjQc2nwzobJvqX9ehYb_s4AYUPWE34CsfZ3BMuvB-5QSPL-Cww0c59L3qdgfXjTtofg5FsYJB3h/s1600/P1780185.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVCtzc1jKcaJwhaiWMhsgy6jwesvl_Rey6d7pFs9MuoX-D1iMj86NNktPeIMjQc2nwzobJvqX9ehYb_s4AYUPWE34CsfZ3BMuvB-5QSPL-Cww0c59L3qdgfXjTtofg5FsYJB3h/s400/P1780185.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570903529418734514" border="0" /></a><span style="" lang="EN"><span style="font-style: italic;">Alex Mangen (“Ballet Dropout”)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="" lang="EN"></span></div><span style="" lang="EN"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj82zVO_mfCYIwD9TTiqhMSpnUHzkI_IeuAq9vEhykPgQhE3skTKXdsAsvOKHqIczsV_r02KZTZgbQbvNqb_-6jP4loTq7tSIEBFHkLY0S6YhmrNUXZsl883X6qukFBpW-a9msJ/s1600/P1780303.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj82zVO_mfCYIwD9TTiqhMSpnUHzkI_IeuAq9vEhykPgQhE3skTKXdsAsvOKHqIczsV_r02KZTZgbQbvNqb_-6jP4loTq7tSIEBFHkLY0S6YhmrNUXZsl883X6qukFBpW-a9msJ/s400/P1780303.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570903525451343954" border="0" /></a><p style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;" class="yiv975617572MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN">Susan Gartner (“Anatomy of a Sculpture”)</span></p><br /><br />Return to <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://ayellowspringsblog.blogspot.com">A Yellow Springs Blog</a>.Virgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25983140.post-394388628841638092010-12-06T09:30:00.005-05:002010-12-06T09:34:42.035-05:00More Season's Joy photos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB-Iu2Tpt0S0z7Qscl3eEKOlIqcX0NWh0uDvmaLHb6z-zAhb5tebptsNnnsZyxAcir2vlkdZ7C8UcTME2adNiW0chqIZJuWenOkRdfQYTN6931XqQ92qi_F3DKmduR3jxyMs3W/s1600/SJP1760440+wm.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB-Iu2Tpt0S0z7Qscl3eEKOlIqcX0NWh0uDvmaLHb6z-zAhb5tebptsNnnsZyxAcir2vlkdZ7C8UcTME2adNiW0chqIZJuWenOkRdfQYTN6931XqQ92qi_F3DKmduR3jxyMs3W/s400/SJP1760440+wm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547577097743488178" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6ctuUC9be9nmZoM_jMO6qW6gjY6iP6IlnOyAlOvuh2S5Kqt0rHkoKx1C4Em8S4Bm3mJJEAXA9geXxLkKvrin1Vcntv3s3c55iKC0W1IqupjSUnkH_U4MNbA5EskD9se3NOdy5/s1600/SJP1760089+wm.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6ctuUC9be9nmZoM_jMO6qW6gjY6iP6IlnOyAlOvuh2S5Kqt0rHkoKx1C4Em8S4Bm3mJJEAXA9geXxLkKvrin1Vcntv3s3c55iKC0W1IqupjSUnkH_U4MNbA5EskD9se3NOdy5/s400/SJP1760089+wm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547576976178469698" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUin3gDl0oCSB1ADBLCONEkJ4-1EYw0x0fHxb0LhaVOEWwLSYtq9weds80ttYs-Gu7xze0CgnooP9HOtj-mCJ9r_S8D60iDqCdvEKxpBQWyIi8WpBaKR3XsJeTln3B_wNpw5ih/s1600/SJP1760575+wm.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUin3gDl0oCSB1ADBLCONEkJ4-1EYw0x0fHxb0LhaVOEWwLSYtq9weds80ttYs-Gu7xze0CgnooP9HOtj-mCJ9r_S8D60iDqCdvEKxpBQWyIi8WpBaKR3XsJeTln3B_wNpw5ih/s400/SJP1760575+wm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547576798995943682" border="0" /></a>Pictured from top: Emcee Walter Rhodes; Luke and Sally Dennis; A Yellow Springs Blog editor Virgil Hervey and his wife, Amy Lee (far left), enjoy the evening's entertainment.<br /><br />Thanks to all the volunteers and performers, especially coordinator Mary Kay Clark and emcee Walter Rhodes, for their contributions to a very fun event!<br /><br />Photos by Susan Gartner<br /><br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://ayellowspringsblog.blogspot.com">Back to A Yellow Springs Blog</a>Virgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25983140.post-63118856179502108952010-11-21T08:40:00.005-05:002010-11-21T08:50:18.399-05:00More photos from Friday night's Fling<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_ix0EH3pAzS6CitegxEEnAPf_wFh7fHRc4W7udarERCXiI5yWWVc108GD3c8CH2p69maf4CRDXDiwq0jWLePn44ZFR6FF8BK8mUWS55jIw_hUQ5HwIYefaTO3L17zZYBWfsbO/s1600/P1740246+wm.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_ix0EH3pAzS6CitegxEEnAPf_wFh7fHRc4W7udarERCXiI5yWWVc108GD3c8CH2p69maf4CRDXDiwq0jWLePn44ZFR6FF8BK8mUWS55jIw_hUQ5HwIYefaTO3L17zZYBWfsbO/s400/P1740246+wm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541998282024822242" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">It's a Wonderful Life</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXtMAQhfAzss_qm2qTSrZQmoOyRLEkWfqhbfNYrvnVcqWzYTG-BJWJcY8mMr-3nLy7gxZweF-ZTq-KKuNXmQs-uBMBdtKuLYxQk-E4mKYU2Zn6JrNVoiWnntnand6osiInBOHU/s1600/P1740383+wm.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXtMAQhfAzss_qm2qTSrZQmoOyRLEkWfqhbfNYrvnVcqWzYTG-BJWJcY8mMr-3nLy7gxZweF-ZTq-KKuNXmQs-uBMBdtKuLYxQk-E4mKYU2Zn6JrNVoiWnntnand6osiInBOHU/s400/P1740383+wm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541998274250965090" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Liz Zaff</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3A8l1x3iPpLzOuuR9bYgOIydikTqHjvIwtf4ql05PRfKnQGKGHetA0A8kXn9nYU9AfsoIUJ6c9yuL016knPzsQWIvGx1bp0OhN5c9D10eCFXzvJFw54CL4CMht_Jz-rU3lzkL/s1600/P1740985+wm.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3A8l1x3iPpLzOuuR9bYgOIydikTqHjvIwtf4ql05PRfKnQGKGHetA0A8kXn9nYU9AfsoIUJ6c9yuL016knPzsQWIvGx1bp0OhN5c9D10eCFXzvJFw54CL4CMht_Jz-rU3lzkL/s400/P1740985+wm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541998272551163250" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Travis Tarbox Hotaling</span><br /></div><br />November’s Third Weekend Fling in the Springs featured artist receptions and holiday events on Friday night.<br /><br />Carolers sang in front of Eco-Mental, celebrating its 3rd Anniversary; free carriage rides were offered in front of Little Art Theatre; Urban Handmade Holiday Celebration included a free outdoor screening of “It’s A Wonderful Life”; Yellow Springs artist Liz Zaff greeted guests at her opening reception for “The Polaroid Project,” paintings on cardboard at “Would You, Could You” In A Frame; belly dancers Cami Knick (left) and Erin Wolf helped local painter Travis Tarbox Hotaling get in the spirit of the event during his opening reception at YS Arts Council Gallery. The exhibit, “Portrait of a Woman,” features the work of Hotaling and Jade Nikita McConnell.<br /><br />Photos by Susan Gartner<br /><br />Back to <a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://ayellowspringsblog.blogspot.com/">A Yellow Springs Blog</a>Virgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25983140.post-57437276161108039122010-10-22T23:53:00.002-04:002010-10-22T23:56:46.104-04:00After the Game<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">for Matthew Hervey</span></span><br /><br />Two plays into tee ball<br />the irate father/coach<br />storms onto the field,<br />cursing the teenage umpire<br />for some perceived injustice<br />to his son<br />who, slumped over at the plate,<br />gazes at the scene<br />in tears of embarrassment and shame.<br /><br />At a Little League game<br />a ten year old boy<br />tosses his helmet,<br />barely missing his coach<br />who has been ragging him<br />during his at-bat.<br />Back in the dugout<br />the man grabs the boy<br />by the shirt<br />and slaps his face.<br /><br />Over at the Pony League<br />a father kicks dirt<br />on the parents of the visiting team<br />who have been belittling<br />his boys relentlessly,<br />sparking a brawl on the field.<br />They are stock brokers, lawyers, dentists<br />and even judges<br />who, in their youths,<br />never gripped a bat<br />or caught a ball<br />or cried when their father<br />berated them<br />for dropping the fly<br />or taking the called third strike.<br /><br />The mother complains,<br />he's not playing her kid enough.<br />The coach complains,<br />he has to play the fat kid<br />at least one inning,<br />league rules.<br />The kid complains,<br />he doesn't want<br />to play this stupid game<br />at all, anymore.<br />He'd rather practice<br />the piano.<br /><br />Outside the stadium,<br />before the game,<br />a full, unopened can of beer<br />drops from the third deck<br />and narrowly misses<br />the family with the picnic basket<br />on its annual outing<br />to watch the millionaire big boys<br />play the child's game,<br />before a packed house<br />of 50,000 cursing drunks.<br /><br />The out-of-town booster<br />in the jersey of the visiting team<br />is pelted from behind<br />with nickels, tossed<br />by a guy in a suit and tie<br />who is so offended<br />by the nerve of this guy<br />to trespass in his arena,<br />that by the third period<br />he can no longer confine himself<br />to the launching of small change<br />and he goes to the guy's seat<br />and punches his face,<br />before his wife and kids<br />who had come to see<br />their home town heroes<br />fight the good fight<br />play the sporting game<br />and entertain the aficionados<br />with displays of teamwork,<br />daring and skill.<br /><br />The surly superstar spits on a fan.<br />The reporters flee the manager's office<br />as he rants and raves<br />and throws things from his desk.<br />The over-the-hill tight end<br />exposes himself to a female reporter<br />in the locker room<br />and the team's owner jokes<br />on about it, endlessly,<br />just not getting it.<br />The teenage girl tennis star<br />is stabbed in the back<br />between sets.<br />The Lady Bing candidate<br />lies lifeless on the ice,<br />having been cross-checked<br />after scoring the winning goal.<br />Backboards, telephones, water coolers<br />are the smashed trophies<br />of egos gone awry.<br /><br />Between innings<br />the husband goes to the fridge<br />and opens another beer.<br />The wife, meanwhile,<br />slips into his recliner<br />and switches channels<br />to the Home Shopping Network.<br />When he returns<br />he blows out her brains<br />with the revolver<br />he always kept for burglars.<br />After the game<br />he phones for an ambulance.<br /><br />The championship having been won<br />the supporters of the victors<br />riot in the streets,<br />burning cars and stores,<br />destroying the businesses<br />in their hometown, downtown,<br />where they once worked.<br />So what if there is nothing left<br />after the game?<br />They partook in the event.<br />Their champions, however,<br />return to their own home towns.<br />Season having ended,<br />they flee the lunacy<br />of their adoring fans.<br /><br />I'm taking my son<br />to his first game at the Stadium,<br />the "House that Ruth built"<br />where Gherig, DiMaggio and Mantle inspired<br />the myth of the American pastime.<br />At the souvenir stand,<br />just outside the subway,<br />I buy the little guy<br />a batting helmet.<br />I tell him to wear it always,<br />lest the errant can of beer,<br />the well placed nickel,<br />or some other unforeseen danger<br />cause him harm.<br />He turns it over<br />and fills it with popcorn.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">(This poem was previously published in the <span style="font-style: italic;">Vincent Brother's Review</span> under the title "He'd Rather Practice the Piano")</span>Virgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25983140.post-89178841843262299092010-10-20T10:02:00.004-04:002010-10-20T10:10:03.163-04:00More Art Stroll photos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyCg1zrfFjtme032mlCoUarl3PwK4VZg4HxJxvSTTtsfusnml75aJyFFbQngucVXVPLHsS0y4M91b3b3IPXHOk37EiLga4Q8eGzuM_0h-QxKJS4YqkUDDQsq2uia36E7jxFS-s/s1600/P1710834+wm.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyCg1zrfFjtme032mlCoUarl3PwK4VZg4HxJxvSTTtsfusnml75aJyFFbQngucVXVPLHsS0y4M91b3b3IPXHOk37EiLga4Q8eGzuM_0h-QxKJS4YqkUDDQsq2uia36E7jxFS-s/s400/P1710834+wm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530129323193725202" border="0" /></a>“It’s All About Art” was the theme for this past 3rd Weekend Fling in the Springs. The semi-annual Art Stroll on Friday, Oct. 15, was held in memory of long-time Yellow Springs business owner and artist Eddie Eckenrode who died in May. Eddie’s wife, Sam, and daughter, Miriam, held a Grand Opening for the Eddie Eckenrode Gallery at Sam & Eddie’s Open Books with an exhibition of Eddie’s artwork.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsc-XDOVayytnbiIHrFNM4Mtz-lP-1xr-GezBYy1VyavvB_RRWonh4n1f3Y_qsmQ9yqKj0aqhLqw5HDGVU5_qtUC-3oS8bxqms6cDJabHyDeAjkOW7MN53GJlEG9iM7OWVSF8z/s1600/P1720293+wm.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsc-XDOVayytnbiIHrFNM4Mtz-lP-1xr-GezBYy1VyavvB_RRWonh4n1f3Y_qsmQ9yqKj0aqhLqw5HDGVU5_qtUC-3oS8bxqms6cDJabHyDeAjkOW7MN53GJlEG9iM7OWVSF8z/s400/P1720293+wm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530129305689777250" border="0" /></a>Village Artisans of Yellow Springs presented a Gallery Opening of<br />"Dare 2B Square," featuring the work (all on 12" x 12" canvas) of over 30 artists. The work will be displayed through October 31st.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivilIdPutbZtIsmQpoUnKomT2SNT8iOy1ZNiLaMJhKM2DtwsQ7Lqr0b-LSIi2BlmIpkY8Ar9wPQq_9IT_bgTJ5A4s5D568QOsiDdFNoJTi4-4Qj4mqF5gkmxe1LE0I0HE6lC43/s1600/P1710993+wm.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivilIdPutbZtIsmQpoUnKomT2SNT8iOy1ZNiLaMJhKM2DtwsQ7Lqr0b-LSIi2BlmIpkY8Ar9wPQq_9IT_bgTJ5A4s5D568QOsiDdFNoJTi4-4Qj4mqF5gkmxe1LE0I0HE6lC43/s400/P1710993+wm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530129300207659394" border="0" /></a>“Would you, could you” In a Frame hosted an artist reception for Jafa-girl (“Just Another Flippin’ Artist”) Corrine Bayraktaroglu (pictured) and her mixed-media exhibition “Stitch Gasp.”<br /><br />Photos by Susan Gartner<br /><br />Return to <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://ayellowspringsblog.blogspot.com">A Yellow Springs Blog </a>Virgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25983140.post-64019896834837071672010-10-18T09:25:00.001-04:002010-10-18T09:37:34.184-04:00More Artist Studio Tour photos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlV6JU2Vxlw9bRcqwHzt1lsx52UhaFG0DLQIN-g1yWbx-BMBt8DnWCk76KlZ2xjuov1K-niiYXBhk8_qBM22kYx_RV_5N7DmrimUMzQq2rfIymoRY4VfB4-qgVQUqYFK-LJPRb/s1600/P1720836+wm.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlV6JU2Vxlw9bRcqwHzt1lsx52UhaFG0DLQIN-g1yWbx-BMBt8DnWCk76KlZ2xjuov1K-niiYXBhk8_qBM22kYx_RV_5N7DmrimUMzQq2rfIymoRY4VfB4-qgVQUqYFK-LJPRb/s400/P1720836+wm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529379215240805474" border="0" /></a>Cynthia McDonald of Wild Gourd Studio was a guest artist in the home of host artist Kathy Verner Moulton of KaVoooM Productions. Cynthia is pictured with her hand-carved gourds, talking with Hays Moulton.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt4MhrkpyiJS5UkRAnDO3W8CuEp5FIUX0fQ8N5OcMcej6XPPUgTby5XQxhBYD1d30oc2bhWH0aP6YSzUmsGJknav0VMqtUcuOeSRnJ3ovSJT4pyvXL0M38iadmG8KBBIvY1tpM/s1600/P1720671+wm.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt4MhrkpyiJS5UkRAnDO3W8CuEp5FIUX0fQ8N5OcMcej6XPPUgTby5XQxhBYD1d30oc2bhWH0aP6YSzUmsGJknav0VMqtUcuOeSRnJ3ovSJT4pyvXL0M38iadmG8KBBIvY1tpM/s400/P1720671+wm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529379214652963538" border="0" /></a> Miami Valley Pottery owner and host artist Naysan McIllhargey reaches for one of his wood-fired pots.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJsnvkbRylcziKYK5Y5-ugBdScF03yOfvcRYDuMmaxsojotL12wwcpCnpkfNogdNHyxHsqhqr8Lg-Me2KCzwnHafwwjtyCO2j1bo1lkVSeCwwnOcXymoColhUR8zs_cu38pezE/s1600/P1720640+wm.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJsnvkbRylcziKYK5Y5-ugBdScF03yOfvcRYDuMmaxsojotL12wwcpCnpkfNogdNHyxHsqhqr8Lg-Me2KCzwnHafwwjtyCO2j1bo1lkVSeCwwnOcXymoColhUR8zs_cu38pezE/s400/P1720640+wm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529379209198771074" border="0" /></a> Artist Studio Tour participants joke with guest artist Alice Young-Basora (right) of Nina Carina. Alice displays her jewelry featuring hand-painted canvas, fabric, and beads made from recycled paper.<br /><br />Photos by Susan Gartner<br /><br />Return to <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://ayellowspringsblog.blogspot.com">A Yellow Springs Blog</a>Virgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25983140.post-88708770641656762262010-10-10T22:41:00.004-04:002010-10-10T22:47:21.766-04:00More Street Fair photos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKXyy5zApHXaIowfUuvEqoFLUTu04ot7HSE_Z3rVPoWOy8hQIgohgNA8Gj2aSNEY-5UauqvC3buls7BoN3V8_tm2n6ThE1JaOmj_n9y2Q6ARJOp3sh0AHD8rPxuSrac_89wJMY/s1600/P1700967+wm.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 381px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKXyy5zApHXaIowfUuvEqoFLUTu04ot7HSE_Z3rVPoWOy8hQIgohgNA8Gj2aSNEY-5UauqvC3buls7BoN3V8_tm2n6ThE1JaOmj_n9y2Q6ARJOp3sh0AHD8rPxuSrac_89wJMY/s400/P1700967+wm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526614116121830130" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRC6lo5ObiZQpVs7zbIpQhJH0ljNac-ditaaLtw_qlle0K5bEP2ZxwPilHlb-23ezWHzEmA-SzKXodu7Aqn5SiJlBF7RZeIx-3wlQNIebImu3ghpHdqwYKHOxFy9SS1VPdUti-/s1600/P1710150+wm.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRC6lo5ObiZQpVs7zbIpQhJH0ljNac-ditaaLtw_qlle0K5bEP2ZxwPilHlb-23ezWHzEmA-SzKXodu7Aqn5SiJlBF7RZeIx-3wlQNIebImu3ghpHdqwYKHOxFy9SS1VPdUti-/s400/P1710150+wm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526614105871963026" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLwjxHjxN7eNBFyjzSWuHYO0GVNqUqejne3p_5wl-ciWHTt1BcipG7tbZhERyTrzuK5jzFgylCc3n-k01POIJjcKBMUFEUD0TteMcp3ctaAGHVqrem2IkOxW08T-3A0-PAZ_lw/s1600/P1710220+wm.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLwjxHjxN7eNBFyjzSWuHYO0GVNqUqejne3p_5wl-ciWHTt1BcipG7tbZhERyTrzuK5jzFgylCc3n-k01POIJjcKBMUFEUD0TteMcp3ctaAGHVqrem2IkOxW08T-3A0-PAZ_lw/s400/P1710220+wm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526614097997534946" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEyyff-AVagyv_JSxulTtShAqsPHhczAoF4_VzV2uhE5rTtLtTjSLRX_QYNOGtWh_Ex7Su3u4WNJ5VX4nn5ZXEDvGNJcv0mJt1uf3QZFstGUgNLonmyrGOcpuacXeAYtamYSTW/s1600/P1710262+wm.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 368px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEyyff-AVagyv_JSxulTtShAqsPHhczAoF4_VzV2uhE5rTtLtTjSLRX_QYNOGtWh_Ex7Su3u4WNJ5VX4nn5ZXEDvGNJcv0mJt1uf3QZFstGUgNLonmyrGOcpuacXeAYtamYSTW/s400/P1710262+wm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526614092770840146" border="0" /></a>From the top: Benches, curbs, stoops, and stairs made for makeshift eating areas all through downtown as fest-goers enjoyed the wide variety of food; the Coots Repertory Company (featuring Ron Siemer, Jerry Buck, and Walter Rhodes) performed Virgil Hervey’s 10-minute play (and recent 10-Minute Play Fest “Crowd Favorite”) "Parking Spaces" at the Corner Cone followed by Bettina Solas who played her mountain dulcimer; villager Elizabeth Price danced and played percussion for The Piano Peddler, Eugene Beer.<br /><br />Photos by Susan GartnerVirgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25983140.post-55610442703163131892010-09-18T08:43:00.004-04:002010-09-18T08:49:49.422-04:00More Friday Fling photos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigv6a1DRbZ6TA9JKMh8SQ2UurtpJUdXBvJ_EZyi5jXQf8unxEA47iLaZtQIvdtpl3LRn27PZvK3fVFFwex4BpUgF3c_N7OSu-BnCLpEC-lsK9gXwPbHHh-25-6WqlW36OEoSmT/s1600/FriFling04SG091710.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigv6a1DRbZ6TA9JKMh8SQ2UurtpJUdXBvJ_EZyi5jXQf8unxEA47iLaZtQIvdtpl3LRn27PZvK3fVFFwex4BpUgF3c_N7OSu-BnCLpEC-lsK9gXwPbHHh-25-6WqlW36OEoSmT/s400/FriFling04SG091710.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518233556636789458" border="0" /></a><span style="" lang="EN"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span>A steel drum musician performed in front of<span style=""> </span>Brenda Stone Browder’s newly-opened Rolling Pen Book Café.<br /><br /></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvTthDbvSzwBMu512IPqI4N2YspL_EeUoIdtzg_6-94uAt0l5jEFsNFr1TRtKxAgOwL8ctXK5I6LXfLj56dVxN_fwOfaXBt1ljHGn-KQI2wktd3GSJ8Q7FuRYpjV5wPIUOAdcW/s1600/FriFling05SG091710.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvTthDbvSzwBMu512IPqI4N2YspL_EeUoIdtzg_6-94uAt0l5jEFsNFr1TRtKxAgOwL8ctXK5I6LXfLj56dVxN_fwOfaXBt1ljHGn-KQI2wktd3GSJ8Q7FuRYpjV5wPIUOAdcW/s400/FriFling05SG091710.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518233550754922690" border="0" /></a><span style="" lang="EN"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span>The <span style="border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1284812947_4">First Presbyterian Church</span> of Yellow Springs hosted A Shower of Stoles.</span></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUQITd2gnfBY9nPSnJxHHCHS9gzvQprsc1oe8Xa5erT-L6cKGfk6MTy3hylxE0BjNaQg-Ft2TrT6P5YjdPuLPOzGgiwBa_FjSb4_pBZjQVuMVrF7W8HvrDCafO78SiD88u-0l_/s1600/FriFling06SG091710.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUQITd2gnfBY9nPSnJxHHCHS9gzvQprsc1oe8Xa5erT-L6cKGfk6MTy3hylxE0BjNaQg-Ft2TrT6P5YjdPuLPOzGgiwBa_FjSb4_pBZjQVuMVrF7W8HvrDCafO78SiD88u-0l_/s400/FriFling06SG091710.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518233546182418498" border="0" /></a><span style="" lang="EN"><span style="font-size:130%;">Martin Harold Benedict Borchers made his public debut at 108 Dayton Street (second floor).<br /><br />Photos by Susan Gartner.<br /><br />Return to <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://ayellowspringsblog.blogspot.com/">A Yellow Springs Blog</a>.<br /></span></span>Virgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25983140.post-72988773849309197792010-09-17T08:44:00.000-04:002010-09-17T08:45:29.150-04:00More Mothman musings in advance of our trip<span style="font-weight: bold;">On the Ohio, December 15, 1967</span><br /><br />Nights were darker then,<br />objects in the sky<br />strangely brighter,<br />intensified<br />by isolation.<br />Red eyes peering<br />in the dark,<br />imaginations<br />swirling<br />like brightly wrapped<br />Christmas presents<br />caught in whirlpools<br />beneath a derelict bridge<br />then pulled under.<br />Common sense<br />bobbing to the surface<br />on a cold December eve.Virgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25983140.post-64292105461229159262010-09-14T20:22:00.002-04:002010-09-14T20:25:38.917-04:00More Women's Park Photos<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2fBZYzk-i4o56_hyE4CWG3zb5YAy5-4f4uHvCtiZkMghxXzLD93s4la01ZTtUYbZJOldAbPeF5WoTO61cnudfr0USY8wXFQBeIN8DnoZ5L2OLyZR4CN6suHBL475kqa-lNhzE/s1600/WomensPkAmyLeeRuthPaige.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2fBZYzk-i4o56_hyE4CWG3zb5YAy5-4f4uHvCtiZkMghxXzLD93s4la01ZTtUYbZJOldAbPeF5WoTO61cnudfr0USY8wXFQBeIN8DnoZ5L2OLyZR4CN6suHBL475kqa-lNhzE/s400/WomensPkAmyLeeRuthPaige.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516929621307991042" border="0" /></a>Ruth Paige (L) and Amy Lee look for their tiles.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieqMAACNwiqikfbhLsYGzFrQX5tlFFKjHKWEfMbqrwk48Kla_sTXGY51wjlZ9FpkJWnF1fhGwpmYGBekSG3l8wGP-zRsEdU_8opOVBO_TzkeP6Xc8mlXi18nM2ju5VIPbHVD6F/s1600/WomensPkTiles.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieqMAACNwiqikfbhLsYGzFrQX5tlFFKjHKWEfMbqrwk48Kla_sTXGY51wjlZ9FpkJWnF1fhGwpmYGBekSG3l8wGP-zRsEdU_8opOVBO_TzkeP6Xc8mlXi18nM2ju5VIPbHVD6F/s400/WomensPkTiles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516929617905378418" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoMJU3lHR1ZkuYGEVZx5tqL641u_oGqIPDCghaArPkJJrahDbGLS7DSlq9fliALtkQxva0sIMPFf4H0PjIVpsBSCC3h78YNSjcC1vMwkqKD_mY-0p7N-wbQeuh8NHKsf5oZs3I/s1600/WomensPkAmysTile.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoMJU3lHR1ZkuYGEVZx5tqL641u_oGqIPDCghaArPkJJrahDbGLS7DSlq9fliALtkQxva0sIMPFf4H0PjIVpsBSCC3h78YNSjcC1vMwkqKD_mY-0p7N-wbQeuh8NHKsf5oZs3I/s400/WomensPkAmysTile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516929608287749234" border="0" /></a><br />Photos by Virgil HerveyVirgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25983140.post-66234339276918638712010-08-24T08:05:00.003-04:002010-08-24T08:08:11.798-04:00More Pollock photos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWTcjjwWS3Gnf_A84BIsUE1m_pe2_R5gmjQ4MkaLb72Ftf-OGhqLmg1QzymV6DCFoyAZjsYO6RscIM6c9iHtFeyPDbCGBFdnvzhWW7p8i7TGyXVcQPWWyqKixFGu0bhxorEgjr/s1600/Pollock04SG082210.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWTcjjwWS3Gnf_A84BIsUE1m_pe2_R5gmjQ4MkaLb72Ftf-OGhqLmg1QzymV6DCFoyAZjsYO6RscIM6c9iHtFeyPDbCGBFdnvzhWW7p8i7TGyXVcQPWWyqKixFGu0bhxorEgjr/s400/Pollock04SG082210.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508946669882857090" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdQ41busYQz8p8wHvBRhSKZHcY9eUQv8I1iFVTIFDim8W7EFSud68b7A1ksPBSS3cbQLdhZ-yYDIMb4U5rjNRrxlRziT_vkgK4dTjt9NGSaMoI8Y6Qc_eFw2IE5daP6Tg1TkOa/s1600/Pollock05SG082210.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdQ41busYQz8p8wHvBRhSKZHcY9eUQv8I1iFVTIFDim8W7EFSud68b7A1ksPBSS3cbQLdhZ-yYDIMb4U5rjNRrxlRziT_vkgK4dTjt9NGSaMoI8Y6Qc_eFw2IE5daP6Tg1TkOa/s400/Pollock05SG082210.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508946662315064546" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCKHT5AbKvvhWP1a0RS9m6oifzOW_cpMuWWA042rVHLWA-b68M0U84d2oEwtHrTf4OMMzj1YfdplaMtvPks5Z8cI_fy-8f2MdnDVzWGV7ls-jCmVlIISUureGnIDOV_AZeBGxv/s1600/Pollock06SG082210.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCKHT5AbKvvhWP1a0RS9m6oifzOW_cpMuWWA042rVHLWA-b68M0U84d2oEwtHrTf4OMMzj1YfdplaMtvPks5Z8cI_fy-8f2MdnDVzWGV7ls-jCmVlIISUureGnIDOV_AZeBGxv/s400/Pollock06SG082210.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508946657248761842" border="0" /></a><br />Photos by Tom Osborne and Susan Gartner<br /><br />Return to <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://ayellowspringsblog.blogspot.com">A Yellow Springs Blog</a>Virgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25983140.post-54510406558975383162010-08-21T14:18:00.003-04:002010-08-21T14:25:59.837-04:00More Friday Fling PhotosOn August 20, the Yellow Springs arts community was in full swing for Third Friday Fling. Various galleries and shops extended their hours into the evening and exhibited works from local artists.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_aG71wuzjxZtsZ3zCjVzQz65LNRksQtRcf-sUGoJS5jamLHhvBZT4k3UpcjbYgBVOcdKa86eEb4FRqGWX_qO1Wa5OqBQBW1XGuMD3E_GtAg9mX1Dr4NCTmqLUvTp_2p15TmqV/s1600/FriFling04SG082010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_aG71wuzjxZtsZ3zCjVzQz65LNRksQtRcf-sUGoJS5jamLHhvBZT4k3UpcjbYgBVOcdKa86eEb4FRqGWX_qO1Wa5OqBQBW1XGuMD3E_GtAg9mX1Dr4NCTmqLUvTp_2p15TmqV/s400/FriFling04SG082010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507930243996345890" border="0" /></a>Village Artisans Gallery, 100 Corry Street, presented the show "Extending Our Boundaries," featuring Beavercreek artist Leah Grommon, who works with oils, acrylics, and knits, and longtime villager and water color artist Sue Brezine (explaining water color technique to guests).<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIv_2BIqNFxscKG1sAuLTvm_PD8T5reDjENWnzg8f10-IwQ4JtUhpzLKfMOnoUqpSUZvqGIOOrlj3-I_GeqDv-ClTZFq7Oesnx5fRITVbdFqKRII86R5pwTf4m_WY1NLxhQ9iJ/s1600/FriFling05SG082010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIv_2BIqNFxscKG1sAuLTvm_PD8T5reDjENWnzg8f10-IwQ4JtUhpzLKfMOnoUqpSUZvqGIOOrlj3-I_GeqDv-ClTZFq7Oesnx5fRITVbdFqKRII86R5pwTf4m_WY1NLxhQ9iJ/s400/FriFling05SG082010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507930234229271522" border="0" /></a>Cincinnati photographer Matt Vant, stands by his work, "Bird's Eye View," at the artist reception for the group exhibit, "People, Places and Things," at Yellow Springs Arts Council's new gallery and meeting space, 309 Xenia Avenue. The exhibit also features ceramic boxes by fellow Cincinnati artist John Mason, vintage dress designs by Dayton artist Tracy McElfresh, and paintings by Dayton artist Patrick Mauk.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXK_6InV2BnrEOFXtFQ9IVfyMc2UrjRzTG8bE93qgiN2Cy4IxRa-VlAjIrCpGVj5mrivrZUb8IacVNUhTaPceAh5788sXPiomE-QUwwxPCxdn4PHc1vL9S5misoSU0MagW4SVw/s1600/FriFling06SG082010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 352px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXK_6InV2BnrEOFXtFQ9IVfyMc2UrjRzTG8bE93qgiN2Cy4IxRa-VlAjIrCpGVj5mrivrZUb8IacVNUhTaPceAh5788sXPiomE-QUwwxPCxdn4PHc1vL9S5misoSU0MagW4SVw/s400/FriFling06SG082010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507930227047403106" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Photos by Susan Gartner<br /><br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://ayellowspringsblog.blogspot.com/">Back to A Yellow Springs Blog</a>Virgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25983140.post-30737143036249706892010-08-15T08:59:00.002-04:002010-08-15T08:59:56.119-04:00More 10-Minute Play Photos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigVvuiB9Zmgrf-88Q0wxubb-Q2kR03LtVW3qB0zPbnHhOlnNPWuc3HjT1P574ICTmqFdlEdBV4m7YRGoFVDVkbkR502Clq59KmXuL-dkG16vc5CICkhMyfwSGpK0C0o0I6h-pE/s1600/Crowe01SG081410.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigVvuiB9Zmgrf-88Q0wxubb-Q2kR03LtVW3qB0zPbnHhOlnNPWuc3HjT1P574ICTmqFdlEdBV4m7YRGoFVDVkbkR502Clq59KmXuL-dkG16vc5CICkhMyfwSGpK0C0o0I6h-pE/s400/Crowe01SG081410.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505618824446511922" border="0" /></a>10-Minute Play Fest emcee Rani Crowe interviews a young audience member in between plays.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfJFA3Lc9L33XtLN5yDOAqFWfzgEap9rUvXuHHX2nTphf8tQ6s-YXqBVegnm_t9JZLDAOVpKBeaHa2tG2JbmX8KRddz3wgsJw0gzBNVrGVXbd6-cEXXc7GYDcQmK5yOTxT_l41/s1600/MoreVibrancy01SG081410.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 368px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfJFA3Lc9L33XtLN5yDOAqFWfzgEap9rUvXuHHX2nTphf8tQ6s-YXqBVegnm_t9JZLDAOVpKBeaHa2tG2JbmX8KRddz3wgsJw0gzBNVrGVXbd6-cEXXc7GYDcQmK5yOTxT_l41/s400/MoreVibrancy01SG081410.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505618819220095362" border="0" /></a>College student Allie Persinger chastises fellow student Kenny Ruth for texting during class as professor Phil Duffy looks on in Persinger's play "More Vibrancy."<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiix1cEa3z5_BSulsi3md3cjoQMbxgCwd1HUKY6R7Vbd-UEuf-WDG69HTS9UR3u3a79kj4Aa3quwf3Rlfg5Fjsg51-kR1k2VOieEnSKSbfNvP7ztVPgV1bmINx1MFU5LW0oUqK_/s1600/TwoPerson01SG081410.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiix1cEa3z5_BSulsi3md3cjoQMbxgCwd1HUKY6R7Vbd-UEuf-WDG69HTS9UR3u3a79kj4Aa3quwf3Rlfg5Fjsg51-kR1k2VOieEnSKSbfNvP7ztVPgV1bmINx1MFU5LW0oUqK_/s400/TwoPerson01SG081410.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505618192646774434" border="0" /></a>J. Gary Thompson (left) and Troy Lindsey struggle to find topics to talk about in Matthew Haldeman's "Two Person Conversation."<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW8064ZmuBPR1EsmOW5lDefT7kQudczOFh90sXMjP_sGnmhKGNjP9xwme4Af6NjVkShRY5b5nmAq-YZ87QsMps8i3PB3VSe49YSJZSHELH7U8EJ60-31Uuk_NrG_6np5FP9k8f/s1600/PeopleLikeUs01SG081410.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW8064ZmuBPR1EsmOW5lDefT7kQudczOFh90sXMjP_sGnmhKGNjP9xwme4Af6NjVkShRY5b5nmAq-YZ87QsMps8i3PB3VSe49YSJZSHELH7U8EJ60-31Uuk_NrG_6np5FP9k8f/s400/PeopleLikeUs01SG081410.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505618182943666386" border="0" /></a>Jane Mowder (left) and Kristina Kopf play two ostracized office workers in "People Like Us" by Chris Shaw Swanson.<br /><br />Photos by Susan GartnerVirgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25983140.post-36388254214874698472010-08-15T08:54:00.004-04:002010-08-15T08:58:31.320-04:00More 10-Minute Play Photos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicmrfh65lk2pHN0Jm5fODFZ7thssy5PKNzg4ni7e6vm3m7Xfz_QeAnErvMoemkICOFuD7kdM_t6StKtVcmwbmTdih1Q0piQWtQiAh_UhBENEEOHfs277mbgoXuIencDkHVscRP/s1600/GrimReaper01SG081410.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 368px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicmrfh65lk2pHN0Jm5fODFZ7thssy5PKNzg4ni7e6vm3m7Xfz_QeAnErvMoemkICOFuD7kdM_t6StKtVcmwbmTdih1Q0piQWtQiAh_UhBENEEOHfs277mbgoXuIencDkHVscRP/s400/GrimReaper01SG081410.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505619818306251474" border="0" /></a>Elderly couple Jennifer Bryant and Jeff Lucas are baffled by an unexpected guest played by Jason Sine in Dean Bevan's "Grim Reaper," directed by Jennifer Bateman Gilchrist.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQyJIh6o-uvyy9WINNWL3apPQFC-_-TfKqf2npD8fdwie1FVt6FCffjO7M0fiWBZ0SzZ506mSZrmnkb5jZLVEN7bQgeVhZQgGeP3zj-ngWtJyWJnJwgRXXpGmT1GG7-uC0Jfqw/s1600/FourSenses01SG081410.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 337px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQyJIh6o-uvyy9WINNWL3apPQFC-_-TfKqf2npD8fdwie1FVt6FCffjO7M0fiWBZ0SzZ506mSZrmnkb5jZLVEN7bQgeVhZQgGeP3zj-ngWtJyWJnJwgRXXpGmT1GG7-uC0Jfqw/s400/FourSenses01SG081410.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505619807014517858" border="0" /></a>Arthur Jolly's "The Four Senses of Love" is performed in a reading with Max McConnel and Jill Summerville.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzOVWwySHG43RbSU7sRCzfSEViVfWlldoszAYCCWwvikqYprdEdLMlfDYvdwPl0yq3hr5go2RN1QO8kGcyApWRkIxZF9UPYLlHDyWUSVbM5vPiiutfjYVaaJWDPRfHn0EWeh8v/s1600/NewSign01SG08410.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzOVWwySHG43RbSU7sRCzfSEViVfWlldoszAYCCWwvikqYprdEdLMlfDYvdwPl0yq3hr5go2RN1QO8kGcyApWRkIxZF9UPYLlHDyWUSVbM5vPiiutfjYVaaJWDPRfHn0EWeh8v/s400/NewSign01SG08410.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505619801765997666" border="0" /></a>Richard Payton (left) and director Bailey Boudreau clash over wording in "The New Sign" by K. Biadaszkiewicz.<br /><br />Photos by Susan GartnerVirgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25983140.post-74968116183009625972010-07-17T07:55:00.003-04:002010-07-17T08:10:41.084-04:00More photos from the Cirque de YS<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbRu-efCBqQx2pqxwFJ9OJuKLKlbqXvU8H2zKVfQHA-2IjnHbKFX4GieH2f4RhseH6_JN1_lwsQjfDd18STx7fc0KUk6fGSt-N6qUesgUhKJ-aAgxXR_XC1JXcbvq1rOHjTKq4/s1600/Cirque04SH071610.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbRu-efCBqQx2pqxwFJ9OJuKLKlbqXvU8H2zKVfQHA-2IjnHbKFX4GieH2f4RhseH6_JN1_lwsQjfDd18STx7fc0KUk6fGSt-N6qUesgUhKJ-aAgxXR_XC1JXcbvq1rOHjTKq4/s400/Cirque04SH071610.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494843035906426690" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg65ybNhut_D5bFYcLqaigoyJErg2UA5xBV_OgaJzcss12jwgKzMpHc4Dnahj-JDXoxnlA4n4KG0_atdywF-Vr40Si-9gtW1mJizZ0a16wI17S8SSVg0L58CC9V-Yx9lFLGUWaQ/s1600/Cirque05SH071610.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg65ybNhut_D5bFYcLqaigoyJErg2UA5xBV_OgaJzcss12jwgKzMpHc4Dnahj-JDXoxnlA4n4KG0_atdywF-Vr40Si-9gtW1mJizZ0a16wI17S8SSVg0L58CC9V-Yx9lFLGUWaQ/s400/Cirque05SH071610.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494843028922250994" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoesrPQ_OmYRek47HULJGCcFyEX1piQgYfiXRFb_CxY4MYLH-pqIhwUOr6wug_ryD5m6ohyphenhyphenaU4bNon3a1VEIFiVaE3uxKWpWO4lPD8gZEsjMCtjr30rol76dTfFYaCtSjNzxEE/s1600/Cirque06SH071610.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoesrPQ_OmYRek47HULJGCcFyEX1piQgYfiXRFb_CxY4MYLH-pqIhwUOr6wug_ryD5m6ohyphenhyphenaU4bNon3a1VEIFiVaE3uxKWpWO4lPD8gZEsjMCtjr30rol76dTfFYaCtSjNzxEE/s400/Cirque06SH071610.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494843021121944978" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZcj4XYPSPd0KTLlu1S2Jb3nCU4Ebp0W4ymxAFasoAmOcxuM8fNfyLDfNNrwXNDLoKdwunp5e4thFCLUl04J8aqS-axeLzsPoVLaGls_JPm-Iw0iDQdnSr2d4IuBH9QKY_Qeyw/s1600/Cirque07SH071610.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZcj4XYPSPd0KTLlu1S2Jb3nCU4Ebp0W4ymxAFasoAmOcxuM8fNfyLDfNNrwXNDLoKdwunp5e4thFCLUl04J8aqS-axeLzsPoVLaGls_JPm-Iw0iDQdnSr2d4IuBH9QKY_Qeyw/s400/Cirque07SH071610.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494843017662229186" border="0" /></a>Photos by Susan GartnerVirgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25983140.post-45345306247382153962010-07-10T08:05:00.004-04:002010-07-10T08:12:52.992-04:00More YS Experience photos<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjJK20Zv-fBAL7eXbw-SsIrw6OVGrtpCwIlXh4GTgYzLGFcn-ZrS8Ty0Dd9uEe1bUqaI88AXEjf9CPr4iRRZoKwWq4gnfyfWj08R_TtTjMkzKxbax0MqMQM-H4KmBV61aXzzYl/s1600/YSExp03SG070910.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjJK20Zv-fBAL7eXbw-SsIrw6OVGrtpCwIlXh4GTgYzLGFcn-ZrS8Ty0Dd9uEe1bUqaI88AXEjf9CPr4iRRZoKwWq4gnfyfWj08R_TtTjMkzKxbax0MqMQM-H4KmBV61aXzzYl/s400/YSExp03SG070910.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492247810587686738" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Hardy Ballantine talking to Sarah Leavens and Nancy Mellon</span><br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz1zoK8SJsmhKSApfWy_C-cTKgwazgfJ6OKdy02MeHrH3Qh6HbGBkEMqS_V7m3ISIsIqpaaWGTxeZt2VaQfjYpJYLoM3fXZXwuK8D0Ik4HL3uteSzkyVl-TFcD89GwafWIBu9w/s1600/YSExp09SG070910.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz1zoK8SJsmhKSApfWy_C-cTKgwazgfJ6OKdy02MeHrH3Qh6HbGBkEMqS_V7m3ISIsIqpaaWGTxeZt2VaQfjYpJYLoM3fXZXwuK8D0Ik4HL3uteSzkyVl-TFcD89GwafWIBu9w/s400/YSExp09SG070910.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492247806600717410" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Buck Truitt and Keri Speck</span><br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT0dYCB6HqKQW7DUL3sN6ebjOLeI9JyXd4LC3XuO0Uqd4RxNDlCdmNlkH2GacXbSgv9j4FLvypNdWz1EmS6NPdVmowFwbLTwIljk5H88i5smnX_Qn2h5f1gjGCkgnEEE5uksuQ/s1600/YSExp07SG070910.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT0dYCB6HqKQW7DUL3sN6ebjOLeI9JyXd4LC3XuO0Uqd4RxNDlCdmNlkH2GacXbSgv9j4FLvypNdWz1EmS6NPdVmowFwbLTwIljk5H88i5smnX_Qn2h5f1gjGCkgnEEE5uksuQ/s400/YSExp07SG070910.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492247795680779586" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Jamie Henderson leaving festivities at 309 Xenia to head to 108 Dayton Street art opening</span></span></div><br />Photos by Susan Gartner<br /><br />Back to <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://ayellowspringsblog.blogspot.com/">A Yellow Springs Blog</a>Virgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25983140.post-41671303425507378562010-07-05T07:55:00.003-04:002010-07-05T07:58:33.240-04:00More 4th of July Parade Photos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimeXo1cNFR_Bg9fQ2QlOn-uh-nSNvXo5yLeZX2WqgGUd4RKKrx3_3kxfHGZ3D46rwN-sWTygYVwmCwhxAsnwa_PC6b_pLt5ygahswuhqBGnMSA-OWPuo0kCXN9oCv_t-yBjIgv/s1600/Parade04SG070410.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimeXo1cNFR_Bg9fQ2QlOn-uh-nSNvXo5yLeZX2WqgGUd4RKKrx3_3kxfHGZ3D46rwN-sWTygYVwmCwhxAsnwa_PC6b_pLt5ygahswuhqBGnMSA-OWPuo0kCXN9oCv_t-yBjIgv/s400/Parade04SG070410.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490389784395772546" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkSML8TDMUr8UmRJ682uSKNtXlRH7ealnHsow_1UX-aVqfj-Z-UTMRMhXJ3HXAju5mpfNCoiXd0hlKoM2dGXtYfsPEQVoFrKeP7BwrpxlxpyTjf5o0eOfvY2sWTnc-Jki3XuTc/s1600/Parade05SG070410.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkSML8TDMUr8UmRJ682uSKNtXlRH7ealnHsow_1UX-aVqfj-Z-UTMRMhXJ3HXAju5mpfNCoiXd0hlKoM2dGXtYfsPEQVoFrKeP7BwrpxlxpyTjf5o0eOfvY2sWTnc-Jki3XuTc/s400/Parade05SG070410.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490389780359653218" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJGAQJLhKkHmTkg6wAcQPYyoOZu6FFQZptjj-MT7lETcbUpTN909oKuXrIF3N5S5y0boTxfUGT296bzVhmNNrAY3pXzq5YSMM15X_CzQqPFaJBY1gekCXf-vbd-HctWiT_KGvP/s1600/Parade06SG070410.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJGAQJLhKkHmTkg6wAcQPYyoOZu6FFQZptjj-MT7lETcbUpTN909oKuXrIF3N5S5y0boTxfUGT296bzVhmNNrAY3pXzq5YSMM15X_CzQqPFaJBY1gekCXf-vbd-HctWiT_KGvP/s400/Parade06SG070410.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490389777378648626" border="0" /></a>Photos by Susan Gartner<br /><br />Back to <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://ayellowspringsblog.blogspot.com/">A Yellow Springs Blog</a>Virgil Herveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05676973528656199800noreply@blogger.com