Every railroad company in this state, may, by the vote of two-thirds of all its directors, alter or change the route or any portion of the route of its railroad, […]

A race condition in writing my guest book file meant that the last person to sign wiped out all previous signatures.

While this production, starring a softly radiant Kate Burton as the mercurial Madame Ranevskaya, does place a subtle emphasis on the tragedy in her past — the death of her young son some five years before the play begins — the teddy bear was a bit of a red herring, as it were. Mr. Martin’s “Cherry Orchard,” presented in a clean new adaptation by the playwright Richard Nelson, is brisk, unfussily funny and steeped in just enough emotion to give it a gloss of tender feeling without drowning it in teardrops.

[W]hat appears to at first glance to be a thinking problem can be a problem with sight or hearing. […] There's nothing wrong with your noodle; it's your sensory equipment that needs a bit of help. Learn to compensate.