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Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Preserved

And yes, that is a jester costume . . .
When we were teenagers, my husby and I got involved in theatre.
And stayed involved.
This year marks 48 years for me.
And slightly more for him.
I know, I know. Do the math.
That makes us both . . . old.
But we love it.
We raised our children on the stage.
All six of them.
A recent production, Seven Brides for Seven Brothers closed recently.
To a standing ovation.
Our youngest son, Tristan was singing the role of Adam.
And as I watched him, I couldn't help but remember his first time on stage, at the age of 5.
We weren't sure if he would remember lines, so we made him a mute.
Big mistake.
He hasn't stopped talking since.
Then I thought about all of the roles he has had in his short lifetime.
And other experiences he has had on the stage.
Let me tell you about one.
We were setting up the stage for a production of “I Hate Hamlet”.
Look it up. It's funny.
We were trying different configurations with our set pieces.
One piece, a double glass door in it's own frame, was built by a home builder.
He hadn't understood that set pieces were supposed to drag around easily.
And be . . . light.
He had built it according to building code requirements.
So . . . definitely not light.
We had stood it up and were discussing where it should go in the grand scheme of things.
My son, Tristan was sitting innocently in a chair on stage, waiting for his parents to finish moving furniture around.
We stepped away from the door, intent on another piece of scenery.
And that's when it tipped.
The door, I mean.
Forward.
Towards my son.
It was one of those things that you could see happening.
But were powerless to stop.
For a moment, time slowed to a crawl.
The door dropped.
Down.
Down.
And smacked the back of our son's chair off.
Really.
A large, heavy, wooden chair.
Broke the back right off.
Our son turned and looked.
The door had missed him, quite literally, by a whisker.
I watched him singing that night.
And saw him with his little family later.
I thought about that wall falling towards him so many years ago.
Obviously preserved for greater things.

4 comments:

  1. Such great memories of a family enjoying a pastime together. Well, great memories and one terrifying one. I've had that happen before, watch potential disaster unfold and be unable to do anything about it. It's the worst feeling.

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  2. His 'name' wasn't onn that piece of stage equipment..thank goodness. What a 'pane' that would have been.

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  3. That would definitely have been a heart in the mouth moment. So glad that he escaped. And smiling at the pun in the comment above.

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  4. What a terrible feeling to watch that door fall over. I'm so glad your boy was unhurt. We've had a couple of those heart-stopping moments. They are awful.

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