Monday, May 19, 2008
All right. So Festival was an age ago, and Iíve been terrible about getting to it. But now Iíve blown the dust off my notes. As I think back, I had two major highlights in the midst of the wonderful events.
I had never heard of David Athey before, but I went with Mom to his reading after the opening chapel service. We got there right after he started, but the room was already packed. We found places near the door to stand, but people kept coming after us, sitting around our feet, so I couldnít move for a full forty-five minutes. Standing there in, weíll say, not very sensible shoes, I should have been terribly uncomfortable.
But hereís the thing about David Athey: