After an intense first day focused on fundraising, I decided I needed a walk this evening.
I got in the car and drove south and ended up at Kauffman Legacy Park.
I began walking and soon found myself at the south end of the Nelson Atkins Art Museum, where the sculpture garden beckoned.
I ambled through the garden on winding walkways and ended up at the Art Institute, where I took a detour and entered the main concourse. I have long been fascinated with the colored embedded lights within the concourse, but it was not quite dusk and the lights remained unlit.
On a whim, I looked south to the lower park where Richard III is playing, but the park was empty - a night off for the actors!
I thought of A Midsummer Night's Dream, and remembered that we had acted out the play in my college Shakespeare class.
Tonight is midsummer's eve, and night, the longest day, and shortest night, of the entire year. My fancy led me to consider the many memorable summers I have spent in Kansas City, the first of which was in 1972, when I hitchhiked from Delaware to Kansas City to tutor in the local jail for the summer.
In 1974, I courted Karol through the summer, marrying her on August 24th.
From 1976 to 2009, we scheduled our vacations during the hottest times of the summer, to go to Delaware to visit my extended family, or to visit our children who eventually had all moved out of Kansas City.
It was a magical evening and a relaxing and enjoyable time for remembering, on a night meant for memories!
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