By: Sheila Johnson As 2019 was in the process of crossing over and becoming 2020, the sports world lost one of its true giants. Longtime NBA commissioner David Stern passed away on New Year’s Day, the result of a brain hemorrhage he’d suffered a few weeks prior. But, as a professional sports owner, I didn’t… Continue reading Thoughts On A Friend
On Becoming a Grandmother
By Sheila Johnson Please understand, part of me (like, I’m sure, many of you) has never really wanted to grow up, much less older. That same part of me, I suppose, always wanted to somehow stay young forever, with my skin always firm, my mind always sharp, and my joints always free from chronic aches… Continue reading On Becoming a Grandmother
The Power of Kindness
Salamander Resort and Spa, Middleburg Film Festival, October 19th 2019 By Sheila Johnson Of all the endeavors I’ve helped bring to life, I’m not so sure the one dearest to my heart isn’t the Middleburg Film Festival, which annually showcases some of the world’s most compelling new films. Two entries at this year’s recent event,… Continue reading The Power of Kindness
Porgy and Bess: An Opera for Our Times
By Sheila Johnson The Lincoln Center for Performing Arts, New York City When I was first contacted by the Metropolitan Opera Company about serving as chairwoman of its opening night gala for the current revival of Porgy and Bess, I will admit to being both intrigued and more than a trifle ignorant. Intrigued because, as… Continue reading Porgy and Bess: An Opera for Our Times
My Abraham Lincoln Pie: A Perfect Recipe for Troubled Times
By Sheila Johnson On this, the morning after the horrific (yet by now, sadly, almost predictable) shootings in Dayton and El Paso, I offer up this recipe for a delicious, home-made pie, a big slice of which I can’t help but feel this country has been needing for some time. (And please note, I’ve… Continue reading My Abraham Lincoln Pie: A Perfect Recipe for Troubled Times
Summer Fruits
By: Sheila Johnson They were the sights and smells and sounds of summer; the sensations that, to me as a small girl, were as much a part of the season as the sun on my shoulders or the feel of the cool grass between my toes. I loved summer – and I still do, as… Continue reading Summer Fruits
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