Walking into a high school hallway during a class change is bracing for a middle-aged person who hasnt been inside a high school for years.
It is a healthy one at that. With my own children in their mid- to late 20s, I lost touch quite a while ago.
Four times over the past two months, Ive been inside Seaside High School. Adrian Anderson and Sheila Roley invited Valerie Ryan, Laura Snyder and me to serve on an advisory committee to an Advanced Placement English class as it has created an Oregon Coast Literary Award. Anderson is the English class teacher; Roley is principal of SHS.
The poise and maturity of these seniors is impressive. They have taken on the challenge of creating a new institution, and are not intimidated by the tasks it presents.
Each member of the class read various works by Northwest authors, picked his or her favorite and advocated that books selection. Nancy McCarthy described the process in last Thursdays edition.
The intellectual energy of a new generation is heartening.
If you want two hours of nonstop laughter, consider Beach Blanket Babylon the San Francisco comedy music revue. We had heard about it for years and finally saw the show Saturday night. BBB uses caricatures of major figures such as President Obama, Hillary Clinton and Mitt Romney; world figures such as the British royal family and entertainers such as Oprah, James Brown and Elvis. And of course, the San Francisco Giants. The staple of the shows satire are the actors headpieces that evoke distinctive hair and other trappings.
The shows plot is that Snow White comes to San Francisco to find true love. In her quest she travels far and wide and meets a hilarious array of celebrities. The songs are full of social commentary as well as spoofs about the characters. The singers have great voices.
A showman named Steve Silver staged BBB 38 years ago in the back room of the Savoy Tivoli Restaurant. Intended to run for six weeks, it has become a perennial hit.
Our trip to San Francisco was the ninth year that weve traveled to a Major League Baseball city to see baseball with friends from New Hampshire and another from St. Louis. We saw the Giants and the St. Louis Cardinals split a pair one at night, the other a day game.
Each of us brings his own experience to the game. Tom Hannas is New England town teams. My own was Little League baseball in Pendleton. Our St. Louis friend Diane Sher is the ultimate Cardinal fan. My wife speaks of spending her girlhood on bleacher seats, watching her brother play for high school and town teams. The conversation that flows from such disparate vantage points on the baseball compass is immensely entertaining.
This clearly wasnt a Midwest or East Coast hot and humid experience. Baseball at the Giants AT&T Park is frequently on the cool side. And where else would you find a flotilla of kayaks beyond the right field wall, waiting for a home run ball?