I just got the nicest phone call.
I graduated high school way back in the 70s, and of course, being the little mini-diva that I was, I was involved in all the musicals and straight plays I could get into back then. My director was a fiery, crazy, loud, wonderful woman named Marla, who demanded the best from us and then some. She was never satisfied; she always pushed us to do more. She was my inspiration, and the reason I fell in love with musical theater.
She called me today.
Talk about a crazy throwback conversation! We talked for 40 minutes about everything — but mostly musical theater. It was great to hear from her.
Boom Boom – remember Marla? Was she still at the high school when you were there? I think she was.
Big thanks to fellow RtB reader Michael for telling Marla I was still alive…that was great!
Fink, off to study