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Part 6: En Garde!
Everybody needs a good midlife crisis. (At least, they
do when they reach midlife.) Snazzy sports cars are difficult
to maintain in Manhattan. And I'm not the type for a spiritual
awakening, or a mistress. So I took up fencing in 2003.
As it happens, fencing
suits me. In my theatrical days, the Times reviews
continually described me as "nimble," and nimbleness is useful
on the piste.
After a couple of years I was shlepping across the country to
compete in all three weapons and finally, in 2010, reaching my
goal of being rated in foil, epee, and saber.
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