by Shari Murphy Coote and Friends The Playhouse drawn by my son Andrew when he was 4 in 1986 and signed when he found it in a sketchbook a couple of years later. Notice the lightning rods on the roof ridge (drawn much larger than they actually were), attached to large, braided, steel cables which… Continue reading Brooke Hills Playhouse: A Collective Memoir, Part 25, 1986
Life Without Lesson Plans 