In which I toast to the ‘Pub one last time.
(I know I’ve given it a eulogy once before, but this time it’s more than just hiatus. This time it’s good-bye.)
*[2022 Update: If the original link (below) no longer works, the entire piece is available in the attached screenshot.]
Charles Lewis III checks in one last time.
“Livin’ here in this brand new world might be a fantasy
But its taught me to love
So it’s real to me
And I’ve learned that we must look inside our hearts to find
A world full of love
Like yours, like mine, like…”
– “Home” from The Wiz, Charlie Smalls, et al.
I’ve been drafting this final dispatch from the magical ‘Pub HQ since mid-September. I assumed it would be my final entry in December. Then in October, I got the e-mail saying we’d be wrapping up the regular columns by mid-November. With that in mind, I also decided to revisit the “SF Theater Pub – By the Numbers” spreadsheet I mentioned in my last entry. Like my fellow columnists, I’d planned for this to be a nostalgic look back at the last…
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