When I die, I want my tombstone to say free WiFi, so people will visit more often.
It wasn’t an option for Ezekiel Halstead, buried in my hometown in 1805. You see, Rye was settled in 1667, making it 109 years older than America. While taking Ollie on extremely long walks down memory lane, I’ve snapped a few pics.
This is the Square House, a tavern/inn that George Washington stayed in twice. George called it a “clean and decent inn”, which I presume meant he didn’t contract syphilis.
This is more personal history than American history: Highland Hall, my first residence. I lived there until I turned one. We lived upstairs, and my dad, a podiatrist, had the world’s shortest commute – the diet center on the first floor, center, was previously his office.
Actually, it’s a one-bedroom. But living in an apartment is one of the many sacrifices I make while I happily pursue my dream. And I love the pursuit. I love the people, the challenges, the city of Los Angeles, and, most of all, the feeling that makes my heart quicken every time I get to do the thing that I love: acting.
My name is Matt Shevin. You can reach me at: firstname.lastname@example.org