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A March 14 Thing

March 14 will ever be a blue day in our home.  It will ever make me stop and think.  But the truth of the matter is, it is a day like any other.  And I miss Howard, as we all ...

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Posted on: March 13th, 2015 by Sarah Ashman Gillespie 12 Comments

Downsizing Treasures

You just never know what you'll find in those boxes of memorabilia. I just got this from the wife of an old friend of Howard's (like the kind of old friend you shared a playpen with).  It's something Howard wrote, dated ...

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Posted on: October 29th, 2014 by Sarah Ashman Gillespie 2 Comments

Good Night, Goodbye

Howard left behind many who loved him, not all of whom you have read about here.   The stories I’ve chosen to tell are the ones I know something about.  All of us who knew and loved Howard experienced him in ...

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Posted on: March 13th, 2014 by Sarah Ashman Gillespie 7 Comments

Photo Op Circa 1958

As far as I know, there have been photo ops as long as there have been photos. Never a slouch at keeping traditions alive, Howard often contrived photo ops to amuse us through long childhood summers. Case in point, the movie musical ...

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Posted on: June 28th, 2013 by Sarah Ashman Gillespie 1 Comment

Auntie Ursula

The oddest things occur to a person when driving.  For instance, I was just minding my own business, picking up some groceries, when it hit me like a flash.  Howard’s and my great aunt, Ann, was an Ursula doppelganger.  Coincidence?  ...

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Posted on: March 28th, 2013 by Sarah Ashman Gillespie 2 Comments

Adolescent Magic

As we both moved into adolescence and Howard found his place at Children’s Theater Association and at other local theaters, I lost my brother’s attention.  He made new friends and began to feel his way out of the house and ...

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Posted on: March 20th, 2013 by Sarah Ashman Gillespie No Comments

When Daddy Got Sick

Our family life was divided into two parts – before and after Daddy got sick.  That was the phrase we all used, Mom included.  Daddy got sick in 1958 or ’59, I’m not sure which.  I know it was in ...

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Posted on: February 14th, 2013 by Sarah Ashman Gillespie 4 Comments

The Ultimate Insider

Howard was special.  He read early, wrote early, he sang and danced and seemed to have a supernatural ability to charm adults.  He was also a little effeminate.  I have some family film of him at maybe four or five ...

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Posted on: February 4th, 2013 by Sarah Ashman Gillespie 10 Comments

Romantics

I am a romantic.  A trait I learned from my brother but also from my father.  It’s not necessarily a good thing and the irony is that Dad and I were textbook depressives.  Neither one of us ever found those ...

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Posted on: December 27th, 2012 by Sarah Ashman Gillespie 7 Comments

The Present of the Past

A rehearsal room in Greenwich Village in Manhattan, 1976 – I am beside myself with the glamour of this dirty little space whose windows look out over a street grimy with trash that the underfunded city can’t afford to clean. A ...

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Posted on: November 5th, 2012 by Sarah Ashman Gillespie 2 Comments