A Luminous Halo

"Life is not a series of gig lamps symmetrically arranged; life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning of consciousness to the end." --Virginia Woolf

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Location: Springfield, Massachusetts, United States

Smith ’69, Purdue ’75. Anarchist; agnostic. Writer. Steward of the Pascal Emory house, an 1871 Second-Empire Victorian; of Sylvie, a 1974 Mercedes-Benz 450SL; and of Taz, a purebred Cockador who sets the standard for her breed. Happy enough for the present in Massachusetts, but always looking East.

Sunday, October 08, 2006

Party in the Hills

Tonight was Richard Richardson's annual jack o'lantern party up in Goshen, Massachusetts. Richard is famous for his Tin Man, for his antique stoves, but maybe most famous of all for his righteous parties. He certainly has the spread for it...acres and acres of what must once have been cow pasture in the middle of nowhere. He's got land, he's got money, he's got imagination, he's got a backhoe. New features keep sprouting up in his backyard, and he loves nothing better than to invite scores of people over to gawk at it and have a seriously good time.

You could sit in the kitchen and stuff yourself with good food--nearly everyone had brought a dish. You could sit in the parlor in front of Richard's magnificent woodstove, surrounded by naked women--figureheads, sculptures, pen-and-ink sketches--if you didn't mind sharing with a Great Dane. You could dance on the deck to the bluesy rock band. You could wander through the showroom and admire the antique stoves. You could grab a beer and sit around the fire pit. Or watch the fire dancers perform. Or listen to the swing band out by the dragon's lair. Or tour the stone pathways looking at all the jack o'lanterns guests had brought. Or just sit by the pond and stare up at the harvest moon.

Plenty of people remember the Sixties. We look back on the era of peace and love with fond nostalgia from our vantage point as corporate successes or failures, frustrated housewives, disappointed dreamers. A few people never lost the vibe, and still managed to make good. Richard Richardson is one of those people.


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