This morning, a discovery on my PC of the full details of the auction to come for everything Big Apple Circus. It brings the truth of what has just happened before our eyes home.
And, then, this email from Gareth Denham, only moments ago. It touched me. So in sync with my mood. I don’t know Garaeth. Maybe some of you do. I'm posting this because it’s part of Big Apple Circus history, and I fear that from now on out, Big Apple Circus is history.
I feel a certain solace in the act of sharing it with you ...
From Gareth Denham
I've suddenly found myself with time to catch up on one of my favorite things, circuses, and thought I'd drop you a short note.
In 1981, I was 16 and living in Baltimore when the Big Apple Circus made one of its first trips out of New York. When they left, I went with them and spent the rest of that summer and the next traveling with them. It was exciting and romantic and I was in awe of the people I met — Buckles Woodcock, Philippe Petite, Michael and Karyn Christensen, John Harriott, Dolly Jacobs, Ben Williams... — late at night I would sit and listen to Buckles tell stories for hours....
One day, though, Michael Christensen sat me down and strongly suggested that I "run away from the circus and join real life". Reluctantly, I did that. I settled down, raised a family. The work ethic I learned from everyone in the circus served me well as I have just retired from a career at UPS. (I delivered packages to Nicole Feld when she was just a teenager living in Maryland!)
So I just wanted to say, to you, thanks for stories, and to Michael and Karyn wherever they are...thank you for pushing me to run away. I did okay with my life, and I hope they would be proud of me.
Thanks, for taking the time to reach out to me-us, Gareth. And congratulations on your life turning out so well!