Every morning before going to the Opera House, my husband makes a sandwich for his lunch. And you if ask our roommate Zachary, those sandwiches are made exclusively for himself and it is only by cruel chance that he doesn’t eat every single one of them within minutes of their creation. But, perhaps he wouldn’t tell you this in so many words as he is a ten-year-old yellow Labrador.
I will remember that for an entire summer we were welcomed into a home. These memories wouldn’t have been possible had we stayed in a hotel or rented a cottage. For theater people, staying in someone’s home during our brief residencies at the Opera House is not only a great relief to our struggling bank accounts but it also provides us with unique experiences and memories that feed us as artists. So to Nancy, and to all the wonderful Opera House hosts in Stonington and Deer Isle, I salute you and I say thank you from the bottom of my heart. This would not be possible without you.

