Friday, March 28, 2008

A Night of Intriguing Sights and Discussions

DATE: August 27, 2008
TIME: 7:00p.m.
PLACE: Galloway Mansion
EVENT: River City Writers Reception and Reading with Journalists Stacy Sullivan, Josh Prager, and Christine Kenneally

The elegance of the columns, semi-circle concrete staircase and drive, and the lovely entry way were enough to convince me that the event was at least going to be worth something; the breath-taking house was intriguing and beautiful. As Stephanie and I entered with our t-shirts and jeans, we were in awe of the lighting, painting, furniture, and the elegant atmosphere—we had a good feeling about being there.

Once seated, I pulled out my red English notebook and turned to a blank page. At least, 20 of us students were crammed in this tiny sitting room on antique chairs, couches waiting to hear these speakers so that we could leave. I had a huge quiz to study for and I was already missing an amazing cello recital that my friend was giving, so I was ready to get this over with. As I gazed toward the room connected to the sitting room, I noticed paintings and special lighting above them. If nothing else, this experience was one of the most beautiful ones I had encountered. I longed to look around the entire house as I am fascinated with big houses—paintings, light fixtures, furniture, pictures, linens, rugs, carpet, and wood carvings and creations—I am into it all.

Soon the crowd of mostly adults slowly made their way to a seat, the floor, or a standing position; the room quieted and the readers took their seats. Mr. Prager made the way to his chair limping with his cane; as he sat his hands shook and his black wavy hair bounced. As he looked to face the audience he looked as if he was staring at us, but his expression told me he was in a different place mentally.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Big houses like that make me crazy. I absolutely love them. I love the way you described this one. I always feel like a little kid walking through a candy store when I go through one. The way you described this really gave me that feeling too. I wish I could have went.