Today we must load our stuff back in the lockers as tomorrow we leave for San Antonio for the Christmas season. It is always exciting thinking of spending Christmas with the children and the children's children. This year we will all be together. Ken has arranged a time share on the River Walk from the 18th to the 25th as David's house will be a bit crowded. We hope we can all make use of the River Walk apartment in the week before Christmas but we will have to play it by ear. First off we don't know the size of the place so until we see it, we can not plan ahead. The lights on the River Walk are spectacular over the holiday season so at the least we will go for long walks along the river.
Now we are organizing and sorting and packing. Also doing laundry.
I am finished with Moss Hart. He died at 55 from a heart attack. If it were today, he would have had better treatment for his heart disease. Treatment for his two heart attacks consisted of bed rest for up to four weeks, just like my father, the opposite of todays strategy and treatment. And just as my dad, the third one killed him suddenly. It is interesting to think of the creative process. Moss Hart suffered all his life being a manic depressive, but he was treated with psychotherapy. When he was in the active phase, the creativity just oozed out in prodigious amounts. It almost makes you think that the creative process is connected with depression. I know very little about the theater but I enjoyed thoroughly reading those two books, especially reading them at the same time.
Now on to San Antonio. From the airport we take a cab straight to Abigail's basketball game. I want to be in at the beginning because I bet those girls will play a lot of basketball over the years.
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