When you answer memes as often as I do, and read other pages which
print memes, and read prompts when you are running dry on ideas, invariably at some point
you would come across the question "if you could go back in time and change something
in your past, what would it be?"
I usually answer a question like this by saying that if I had the
choice to go back and change anything, I would not. I say that every experience in
my life has contributed to the person that I am today. I think of the things that
came as a result of very bad things that maybe I could change by going back, but would I
want to?
If it had not been for Gilbert's death and the year of studying death
and grief after he died, I would have fallen apart when David died. But I'd been
through grief and I knew that no matter how much at the depths you are, you will get
better in time. You are never "over it" but life goes on.
If it had not been for Paul's death, I would never have met Steve and
what a loss that would have been. When I think of all the wonderful people I have
met as a result of having Steve as a friend, the good and bad experiences I've gone
through as a result of being Steve's friend (the worst, Dickie's death, the best, watching
Steve collaborate with Ned and seeing their work performed on the stage of Davies Hall in
San Francisco (Yeah, OK, Ned's part was minimal, but still he helped).
If I had the choice before Paul's death of having him die or meeting
Steve, of course I would have chosen to keep Paul alive. But to choose now to go
back and reverse all that...I don't know. Steve changed the person that I was then
and to choose to undo those changes... It would be a difficult decision.
So I try to remain open about the "if you could go back"
question.... Until today. Today I figured out what I would do if I could go back to
some period in my former life and change something.
I went to Atria to pick up my mother's laundry today. I have
been working on a big project and so I kept up a chatter about the project and how much I
was enjoying (mums the word until it's finished) and so our visit went very well.
I told her about my internet experience with Jeri recently, where I
was watching streming video from Berklee and texting her while she was on the other side
of Boston, in the orchestra pit for a production of Drowsy Chaperone and then I
had to leave to go review A Chorus Line.
My mother and I talked about how much I'd loved theater all my life.
I remember going to shows in high school, and ushering as many shows as I could in
college (so I could get free tickets).
She said she guessed I'd received the theater
genes from my grandparents, who were in vaudeville. As I have written a few times,
my grandmother was a dancer in a chorus line and my grandfather was an Irish tenor in a
quartet (The Columbia Four).
They left show biz when my father was born and my grandmother never
talked about it and when my grandfather was offered a recording contract, she refused to
let him go to New York to discuss it.
I knew as soon as we began talking about things what I would want to
do if I could revisit any part of my life.
I would like to go back, knowing what I know now, and interview my
grandparents about being in vaudeville. I want to know how old they were when they
started performing, if they had any experience before joining a vaudeville company and how
they were "hired."
What did their parents think of them performing in what may
have been a questionable profession at the turn of the 20th century.
I want to know what it was like traveling up and down California with
the Dillon and King company. Who were their friends in the company? What did they do when
they weren't performing? How much did they get paid?
They never, ever discussed being in show business that I can
remember. I'd like to know why. It's clear they stopped performing because they
decided to live as a family, not as itinerant show biz types, but what was that decision
like?
Were they happy to give up, or sad to leave the life?
1 comment:
I wouldn't change things either. There are too many variables you can't consider. I realized fairly young that things happen to me for a reason.
But talking to my grandparents? (Assuming that we have a common language.) There are so many unanswered questions!
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