This is also the sixth anniversary of the loss of a force of nature, Marie Reno, Judys' mom. She loved her kids and her grandkids madly, could make kids clothes and cook massively, drove me crazy with her opinions and house altering advice, but I loved her and know she felt the same about me.
Katey scored some tickets thru work (Thank you Hall Financia!) for Jersey Boys which we all attended last night. I haven't seen live theater since I last went to NYC with the Kimball HS Orchestra when Jon was playing viola. Music Hall is a pleasant old venue built for live theater. Parking was easy also. The cast sang and danced their hearts out. The young man cast as Frankie Valli had spectacular pipes and perfect pitch copying Valli's falsetto exactly I did not really know the history of the group and all their ups and downs. Their stylings and songs were very masculine in tone, typifying men in NJ at the time. Judy remembered them on her transistor radio back when she was 12. They did not go national till American Bandstand. We probably heard the music in 63 or 64. But then, the Beatles arrived on Ed Sullivan in April of that year, and that group was my musical future till I was in my 20's
You know when you get to be a certain age and you are in a performance venue such as this, you can no longer be forgiven for being an Asshole. There were some fellow baby boomers in a section making inappropriate comments and laughter during the performance, it rang of old and privileged, was embarrassed to be associated with this faction. These actors, singers and dancers are working their butts off to entertain you, and deserve your attention and respect. No more soap box.
The day is supposed to be reasonably pleasant and we will take an afternoon hike, Going to see West Side Story at a matinee tomorrow, so more music.
all for now
stay safe
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