There is something about this time of year at Stage Left Players. The summer whirlwind settles down—or at least changes direction. The calendar on the wall suddenly looks alarmingly full. Scripts appear. People start talking about costumes, rehearsal schedules, props and things we probably need to build. And somehow, here we are. Season 34. Thirty-four seasons of gathering people together to tell stories in our little theatre in Lisbon. You'd think after all these years I'd
