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Tiffany |
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Where are you from?: |
Pennsylvania, USA |
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Michael Inspired Me |
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This MC story is from a
book I have called 'Broadway Day and Night'. I don't think I've seen it
posted anywhere else before but if you've read/heard it already? Please
bear with me!
btw - This is told from MC's point of view. Anything in parentheses or
brackets has been taken directly from the text. I haven't changed a
thing!
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I came out of the Majestic Theatre's stage door one night in 1988, long
after the crowds had gone, heading through the long alley on my way to
Forty-fifth Street and the cab ride home. Suddenly a woman appeared from
round the corner, striding toward me, full sail, followed by four young
people at the trot. She spoke to them in tones that reeked with
resolution: "It's GOT to be here somewhere." (That voice. Where had I
heard it before?) She paid no attention to me and strode pas. Then she
abruptly changed her mind, turned and started back, quickly gaining on
me.
"Young man," she called - her voice resounded along the walls of the
alley - "where's the stage door to the Golden [Theatre]?"
I turned and looked into Katherine Hepburn's marvelous face. "Uhhh," I
stammered, mentally grappling for a brilliant phrase to stun her with
the force of my personality, "it's right there." I pointed the way.
(That's TERRIFIC, Crawford; this is a chance meeting she'll never
forget!)
"Right," she said. "Thank you." She brushed past me, and she quickly
disappeared down the alley with her guests in tow. Only in New York, I
thought. Where else would you meet Katherine Hepburn in a dark alley!
A week later she came to see The Phantom of the Opera and visited my
dressing room afterward. It was clear that she had been crying. "You!"
she drawled in that crisp metallic voice of her. "I Have NEVER seen
ANYTHING like THAT in my LIFE! And I'm going to bring people back
ah-gain and ah-gain and AH-GAIN!"
"Thank you," I said, "and I give good directions, too."
She raised a perplexed eyebrow, smiled a polite - if puzzled - smile,
and left. But she is a very generous woman, and she forgave my bit of
brash humor. She kept her word as well and returned on many occasions
with members of her family. She was reportedly seen in the orchestra,
crying happily every time.
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Now wasn't that nice? :)
Tiffany |
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