At the age of 57 I am approaching what is likely the final seven years of teaching. Apart from the whole mortality thing, it is hard to believe that I need to begin accumulating the final seven productions of my high school career. Since I started teaching, I always had this special pile on my shelf – normally by the peanut butter and trail mix – where I would keep a pile of plays that, as I read – I thought – well, that’s one I should be considering for the future. Read more