#25 - It's March and time marches on...

...and time moves along a snail's pace and in the blink of an eye, all at once.

I followed in the prior Vault goddess's footsteps and climbed back on the boards last night for the first time since Tia Maria Visits Your Tube in 1980 (boy, I'd love to re-do that show now...). What a blast. It really did feel like coming home.

I decided to open one of the photo Vault boxes, and believe it or not, here's the first photo I grabbed: the prior Vault goddess in her stage debut (probably around age 10 or so).
I remember her telling me about this one but for the life of me now, I can't remember what the show was.

I do remember this reminded me of my "school" stage debut in The Pirates of Penzance in 6th grade. I had joined Glee Club and then auditioned for the show and got cast in the chorus. I remember we all wore hoop skirts, and I recall being knocked off the edge of the stage during one of the songs (I think it was ""I am the very model of a modern Major-General") where we all swayed from side to side. Since I was always the shortest in the class--and sometimes the entire school--I always ended up at the end of the row (you know, tallest in the middle out to the shortest on the sides). In spite of this, it was such a thrill to sing on stage in a hoop skirt.

I was so happy that many dear friends from near and far were there last night. But the one I was happiest about was the attendance of the goddess grandson, who is carrying on the tradition.

Perhaps in a little more than a week, we'll find out just how true that is. I know the prior goddess sends her best "Break a Leg" wishes to him - and so do I.