We’ve got our ringer.  Now we just need a softball team. Bill Knight can usually be found plugging away at the layout of the JAMRS Futures magazine, or trying to get the glint of light shimmering off of an ESCORT radar detector just right. But Bill knows that the phone could ring at any moment.… Read More

When Rodney Raftery leaves his pristine, white desk at Mullen, he heads straight to the dark confines of a black box theater in Cambridge where he’ll be rehearsing for the next three hours. He won’t get home until close to midnight and he’ll be lucky if he has time to grab a granola bar for… Read More