This is the third in a three-part series of entries. Read part one here, and part two here.
Trip #2: Whitefish, Montana
A few days of Thalia Follies rehearsal in NYC and then it was back on the road, or rather the airways, this time to be the guest of Montana Public Radio. Our earlier Montana trips in past seasons have taken us to Missoula, the university town, and Helena, the state capital. This time the plan was to have us do Billings, preceded by Whitefish, but the Billings people ran out of funding for now, so it was a long trip to read short stories in a tiny town on the edge of Glacier National Park in the very northwest corner of the state of Montana (this was the REAL Upper West Side!). In my boorish Manhattan provincialism I had joked that I had never heard of Whitefish, thought it was only an offering adjacent to the creamed pickled herring in the Zabars’ showcase, but I was to learn that it is a stunningly beautiful ski resort in winter, lake resort in summer, and a place that is proud of its lovely theatre, it’s historic Amtrak station of the Northern Pacific Railroad, its beautiful library, and its impressive literary quarterly, The Whitefish Review. Didn’t I tell you travel was broadening? Read More »
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