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July 23, 2007 |
I was at a funeral recently for a long-time Chicago theatre producer. Apparently, when you're in the theatre and you die, people give you a standing ovation and cheer, like, "hey, great job in this life. Now, go on to your next show!" Well, there were the first few awkward seconds of the ovationas many were not familiar with the tradition and were apprehensive about clapping. The person who started this ovation yelled, "Way to go, Tony!" and started his slow loud clap. But once people caught on, they really cheered. I really hope people do this for me. I would invite you to mine but I'm only 32 and I hope not to die for a while. You're a few years older than I am ... so, if you go before I do, I'd be more than happy to start the clapping off for you. But, hopefully, that won't be for a while either.
Well, all my best to you and your endeavors.
If you should attend my funeral rites, Chicago Jenny, you'll be very brave if you start clapping. And you shouldn't expect other people to follow. I'll probably expire right here in St. Paul and these people know me much too well and aren't about to give me a standing O. They'll figure I got enough cheap praise in life and now it's time to face the music. That's why I've specified no eulogy. I don't want somebody to have the job of embroidering a big fanciful account of my life. But it's awfully generous of you to offer to attend. You're the first person to mention this.