Thursday, February 19, 2015

Waiting for Godot. Or the World to End.
Whichever Shows Up First.

Used to be a Sunday afternoon found the Henry Street Theater packed with kids.

Used to be going to the theatre was more normal that watching TV

Used to be being in a theater was as precious as riding the Staten Island Ferry.

So I was surprised to see them sit down.  And thrilled.  Suddenly, braving bitter winds and cranky subways to see a show didn't see like such a rare event.

It reminded me of what leaving home used to be all about: watching alive, vibrant masters of their craft do what came naturally.  In this case, re-enacting the radio show, the War of the World and my favorite book, Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. 

I hear next week there is even more.  Back to the Future!!


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Doug said...

So glad to have your delicious laughter in the audience. O Blog readers, if you could hear her laughter and knowing "Aaaah"s.

c.o. moed said...

LOLOL I didn't realize you could hear those! A bit embarrassed....