About Halloween...

Little sweetheart, as I said before, I think aside from Christmas, Halloween was your favorite holiday. 

Somehow in my years and travels and disappointments, I had lost the joy I had had of the occasion as a child. Maybe - unless we're lucky enough to have children of our own - that happens to many of us. But I'll repeat here a brief story (that is detailed fully in our book). 

Halloween 2008 found me in LA at the end of a brief run of two of my plays in rep - Real Real Gone and Seven Pages Unsigned - at The Road theatre company in West Hollywood. I'd spent the week there and you were famously bemused because I was "in your state!" but we both were working - you about to transfer Rock n Roll from SF to Boston and me down in LA. 

You couldn't make it south although I came to Boston shortly thereafter. 

Halloween was the day I flew back to NYC from the Van Nuys airport and everyone at the Jet Blue desk was in costume. They were even giving out candy. The penny dropped. Like in a thousand others things your love showed me the light. 

When did I go off Halloween?! Gah! Was I too cool for it? How did that help anything? 

You gave me back so much light, little sweetheart. I had a five hour flight and you yourself were en route to Logan, but I couldn't wait to tell you.