The Pageant of the Masters was in the midst of auditions in May for the first performance of the summer. Several of our artist friends, Andrew Wing, Dion Wright, Leonard Kaplan, and my husband Robert Tanner McCarron, were deciding if they wanted to enter a juried showing of their paintings and then have to pay for a booth on cold concrete to display their art.
Stephanie Salvatore wasn¿t sure whether her then-9-year-old daughter, Lily, was ready for sleepaway camp. But the tears were a good sign.
Lily was crying because she didn¿t want to go home, says Salvatore, a Bethesda mother of three.