Triadic Tales - Fifteen Minutes Before a Roaring Fire - Short Story (Part Three)
BEYOND THE BLUE HORIZON
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She died too young.
Adam gave serious thought to the idea that he might travel with her some day. Take her on the road on one of his William Least Heat Moon secondary roads peregrinations.
But he was fully aware that he had no way even to renew contact with her. He was not even sure she would remember the fellow who offered her his sweater on a cold August night in Chilmark.
Morton and Wife Two did not last.
Morton lived on with a compatible woman who like Wife One was versed in psychiatry. When Morton died in his late eighties, Adam went back to the Vineyard for a memorial service. Morton addressed the attendees via a taped message.
Adam's attitude regarding celebrity never changed. It did not excite him. The most significant encounters he ever had were mere moments he could tick off on his fingers. It embarrassed him to know how many more such moments there might be if he practiced things he now knew full well.
That one can will experience.
That one can will thought.
That art is in the eye.
That reason is divine.
There was one thing about celebrity that seemed apposite as Adam looked back on those fifteen minutes on the carpet a few miles from her home in Gay Head.
His knowledge had increased. He might have articulated something of significance. But no. It would not have been appropriate.
Suddenly, now, as he looked back, he realized that he had been as excited by celebrity as the most fawning idolater on the planet.
He had simply had nothing to say at the time.
Adam's Bicentennial Musical Narrative was rejected as too serious and never performed. It was later later recorded by a choir. His patrons opted for a Las Vegas-style lollapalooza to get the juices of their constituency flowing.
Frangoulis and Theodorakis are joined by musicians, including two bouzouki players, and a very large audience that is completely familiar with the words. The audience joins in at Frangoulis' prompt.
This is my very favorite Theodorakis melody. Those who know Theodorakis only for his "Zorba" music are in for a treat. When I was in Athens in 1966, for a short period of study with Constantinos Doxiadis, I knew nothing of Theodorakis. But about five years later, my friend Irene Vassos sang "Sto perigiali" to us. I have never gotten the tune out of my mind.
Later, when Irene joined our group to form a travelling company performing "New Rain", I learned to pick out a …
Stephen C. Rose (1936-) was born in New York City and raised there. He currently lives there. He was educated at Trinity, Exeter, Williams and Union Theological Seminary. He served in the Student Interracial Ministry in Nashville. He founded and edited the prize-winning Renewal Magazine in Chicago and studied with C. A. Doxiadis in Athens. His first books "The Grass Roots Church" and "Who's Killing The Church" established him as a prominent critic of American Protestantism and American religion. He was and remains a civil rights activist. He has interviewed and done in depth pieces on Saul Alinsky and Martin Luther King, Jr. He won awards for editorial courage and for two documentary films. He has written and published many songs and musical works including "We Are All Americans". During the late 90s and early 2000s he worked for UN agencies, most recently editing CHOICES Magazine at UNDP. Since 2000 he has written several books for distribution via K…