I just completed editing A Great Day on Eldridge Street, a short documentary directed and produced by my friend, Yale Strom.
If everything had run smoothly, if we hadn't had technical difficulties and missed tonight's mixing session, I never would have gotten a knock on my door. It was Annie, in a red glitter dress, painted toes and sequined clips in her hair. I never would have taken her to dinner and heard the details of her secret crush, or laughed with her as hard as I did.
A little girl, a lady in red, a new light shining-- perhaps the first yearnings of her sacred heart.