Friday, August 2, 2013

The Designated Mourner

Seeing the play itself wasn't a joyful experience—in fact it was a hard play to watch—but going on a date with Josh certainly was.

As was dashing out of the theater at intermission to get to the restroom, just in time to see Wally Shawn waiting at the open elevator door with an incredibly warm smile and an arm outreached for Deborah Eisenberg. The warmth and connection in his face at that moment made me feel proud to work in the theater, and delighted that I got to witness that private/public moment of deep humanity.

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