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March 2, 2004

Goodbye, Jerome Lawrence. Ninth grade, 1973, I was Edward Emerson (Ralph Waldo’s son) in The Night Thoreau Spent in Jail. Ave atque vale. [09:30 PM]
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Jim Henley ::: (view all by) ::: March 03, 2004, 07:40 AM:

Hey! I played Sam the sheriff! I think I was in tenth grade, though. Heck, it might have been 11th.

Kevin Andrew Murphy ::: (view all by) ::: March 03, 2004, 08:40 AM:

I met him back in graduate school, at USC, where he was one of the drama professors. I still have his business card, come to think of it.

Kip W ::: (view all by) ::: March 04, 2004, 06:04 PM:

I played Sam two years ago, at Christopher Newport University here in Newport News, Virginia. I love doing CNU productions -- great people to work with, and it's probably the closest stage to my house.

One night, in the transition to the last scene, I reached into the vest pocket for my (real) keys to the (imaginary) cell door. They resisted my pull. I pulled harder; they were wedged in like fishhooks. It was every actor's nightmare, just like playing piano with a big band at a public event and discovering that the bandleader didn't give you page 3 of "Sophisticated Lady" was every musician's nightmare. I don't remember if the second tug was the last. I had used the real keys in other scenes, but now I silently thanked my lucky stars I had thought to bring the imaginary keys, and used them.

Afterward, I determined that, just as in the case of the missing piano part, nobody had noticed. Why worry? Life just goes on.

Kip W ::: (view all by) ::: March 04, 2004, 06:11 PM:

Oh, say, I'm visible in this montage. Must have been in the 2000-2001 season, then. I'm sitting under the words "The Night." Fa-a-a-a-ame!