Nobody loved theatre more than my good, departed friend -- Tad Mosel wrote plays, taught plays, dreamed plays -- for people unaware of Tad Mosel, he was such a fine writer he was honored with the Pulitzer Prize for Drama -- Tad had an encyclopedic memory for every playwright, every character, every scene since Euripides -- people were stunned when Tad left New York City, mother lode of live theatre, for off-off-off-off-Broadway Concord, New Hampshire -- “You can’t go to plays there,” I said to him once -- Tad smiled and pointed to a stack of scripts printed by Samuel French -- “I don’t need to go anywhere. I read them all. I visualize the actors. I imagine the set designs. I see these plays exactly the way they were meant to be seen, sometimes better.” -- it is in this spirit that I’ve included several plays I wrote -- Tad Mosel saw them all -- and he never left his chair in Concord, New Hampshire.