My Last Show

From about June 2009 to November 2010 I had become very heavily involved with a local community theatre called, Desert Stages. I did various jobs there, ranging from costumes to stage managing to director's assistant, and worked on a total of 7 shows. Mom and Dad were able to see most of the shows I worked on, but the one that stands out the most was the last one. It was closing night of the musical version of Dirty, Rotten Scoundrels. Despite how good the show was, it had been a difficult run, that never seemed to sell out. On Closing night, the theatre decided to offer the cast and crew a special discount for our family and friends. The catch was that you had to buy 5 tickets to get the deal. Thinking that I could pawn the rest off on friends, I bought the 5 and called Dad to see if he and Mom wanted to come. Mom had to work, but Dad came. I was really excited that he did, because I had just announced to the cast that, for better or worse, this would be my last show. I was "retiring."

When I first told Dad that I would be doing this particular show he was concerned that it would be inappropriate and told me to be careful. When he saw it, I think it eased his mind, because (while not being an all ages show) it wasn't horribly uncomfortable. In fact, I am pretty sure he really liked it, because I could hear his very distinct laugh coming through the monitors I used to observe the show.

I don't remember anything about that night, except hearing my Dad laugh. It was the best, last show.