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Spring

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It happens every spring. I start thinking about the late spring in 1976 when I found myself in Jackson Hole preparing for my first season at Dirty Jack’s Theater. This morning I came to this blog to click on the link to the Jackson Town Square webcam. It still looks a little chilly and gloomy there, but the magic still emanates from the image: The town square still looks exactly the same as it did 31 years ago when I walked along those boardwalks or slouched with my buddies on those lawns. It happens every spring. I hear the music and the applause of my first professional gig. I remember the faces of friends and actors and bandmates, like Tim. It is a powerful cocktail of nostalgia. Just now, as I was writing this, I thought again, for the hundredth time, “I can go back and do it again. I can call the theaters in Jackson and look for a return gig, the same way I did in the early spring of 1979.” Can I? Maybe, but it wouldn’t be the same. It wouldn’t be Tim and Sean and Doc and the res