Don't let it be forgot

This blog is named for a lyric from the 1960 musical "Camelot" that resonates with me and with a lot of people.

The line goes like this: "Don't let it be forgot, that once there was a spot, for one brief shining moment, that was known as Camelot."

It's said that John F. Kennedy liked the song and would play it over and over in the early days of his presidency. However true that is, the song is the reason the Kennedy era - a time that celebrated youth, style and idealism - is known as Camelot.

It's a phrase that knocks around in my mind both because I've studied history and, like so many others, have fallen under that Kennedy-era spell (and the Jackie Kennedy style spell), and also because, as much as I gad about swilling cocktails, suntanning, and generally taking my youth for granted, I know it won't last forever. Botox and lipo and yoga aside, my youth and anybody else's - and life, for that matter - is one brief shining moment.

Lastly, I've been privileged over the last few years to run across many great people in Austin whose creativity, energy and inventiveness make this city what it is. These people throw unforgettable parties, of course, and I've had the chance (especially lately) to attend a few of their fabulous fetes and other celebrations. The occasions are brief and shining and usually lose their glitter in the morning, but though my dress may be rumpled, my head may ache and my eyes may be rimmed with leftover mascara, I'm always glad I went to the fair.

So I've started this blog to chronicle the fun I've been privileged to be a part of lately. The stories I have now are good. I hope they'll soon be far too good to ever consider keeping to myself.