So…yep. The Cupola building is real…and we bought it. Cupola Art. Two stories of projects and twenty more windows to rebuild. Apparently I’m a glutton for punishment.
Oh…and to answer the question, “How often does a building like this come up for sale?” … well…with this one…no more than once in a generation.
What’s the point…of a man without a dream?
Narration: More money? For what? Where would I even find the time?
Narration: Maybe in a few years, when I retire...ten years? Twenty? Yeah. Maybe then.
Narration: Maybe I could rearrange the budget...slow down the Old Vic project? No...that wouldn't be fair.
Narration: But how often does a building like that come up for sale?
Narration: She would set me straight. Some things would just have to wait.
Narration: What should I dare? How many dreams should I pursue?
Carey: Let's go for it!
Narration: Well, with her by my side...
Narration: All of them.