Tuesday, September 22, 2009


In sharing my "being dissed by Brooke Shields in an elevator" story, I was reminded of the time that my friend, David, was in an elevator in his theatre-district apartment building. An elderly woman in a black floor-length gown was also in the elevator. David asked her if she was going to the theatre. She said yes - that she worked there. He asked if she were an usher. She graciously said no. They exited and went their separate ways. He then went to pick up his tickets for LOST IN YONKERS and realized that the woman was Rosemary Harris. (She really should stop dressing like an usherette.) By the way - that's Cliff Robertston in the photo, not David.

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