Andy Paris: Baseball And The Power Of 'The Laramie Project'
Huffington Post - about 4 years
When I was 12 years old, I took a trip out West, traveling from my hometown of Cincinnati, Ohio, to climb 14,000-foot peaks in Colorado and catch some of what was left of the Wild West. Our search for authentic cowboys and ranchers took us to Cheyenne, Wyo., and their famous Frontier Days. We were met with exactly what we were looking for: bucking broncos, rodeo clowns and evening entertainment by Gordon Lightfoot. It was not such a foreign site to me, having ridden horses for most of my life and mucked out stalls, etc. (I was raised partially on a horse farm), so Frontier Days was fun, certainly, and entertaining (though the violence of a rodeo was not really my thing), but I had the overwhelming feeling of being an outsider. This was not my scene. Cornfields and baseball and bowling sat more in my comfort zone. So of course, in Wyoming, an outsider I was.
A little over 15 years later, I received a call from Moisés Kaufman. We had just closed a year-and-a-half run of Gross
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