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...Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, by Dale Wasserman, is still playing in Boston, and it's probably still as exciting as ever. It's about an inmate rebellion in a lunatic asylum, I guess, but it's got enough jokes and high drama and Christ symbolism and whatnot to hold your interest even if that doesn't immediately exalt you 7:30' at the Charles Playhouse in Boston...
...Christ Church Harvard Square, February 3rd, 5:00 P.M., Mozart, Telemann, and Buxtehude, with Evensong; Marian Ruhl and Richard Crist, soloists, with Ruth Belvin, Diane Pettipaw and Daniel Abbott, strings, assisted by the Choir...
There was one other thing about Charlie. He was a roaring evangelist. He used to stop me in the halls almost every day on my way to fifth period and plead with me to see the light and be saved. He was just sure that I had Christ in me. (I would have been flattered, but he said that to all the Jewish girls). Charlie didn's stop at anything to bring Christ into Mountain Brook. He used to speak once a week at Morning Watch (a daily prayer gathering of students and teachers) and warn that all non-believers...
...basketball coach-approach). Then Charlie told us about how he'd always wanted to be a preacher but realized that he wasn't eloquent enough. One day, he'd realized that he could play basketball, so he went into that instead. And he decided he'd just be Christ's missionary on the basketball court, showing people what Jesus could do for them if they'd only...
...confirmed cynic who demands perfection from himself, but Nickel Mountain leaves you feeling that there is an order to life. At the end of the book an old couple watch their son's coffin winched out of a grave. The woman shouts "I believe in the resurrection of Jesus Christ." The man yells, "Shut up." In the solemn eyes of Henry Soames, where everything has some value, and you "don't shoot at everything that moves on the theory it might be a rattler," even this scene loses its farcical element...