I love my friend Mindy, she always asks great questions. In my last post she asked "When did your love affair with Ireland begin?" So I thought I would take a few posts to reflect on my favorite place in the whole world, my favorite vacation and the land that I am quite sure I have lived before.
I feel like Ireland has always been inside of me. I can't remember a time when the music or images or people have not left me somehow — breathless. But if I had to peg it down to one time it would be in 1996. That was the year I first saw (get ready for the cheese moment, and please don't judge)…
Riverdance. I still hear the soundtrack and am taken back to that time, those people, those first few hours of feeling home with something and someone I had never met in this lifetime, but had known for my whole life before that time.
I was working at the State and Orpheum Theaters and the little pub next door MacKenzie. My sister was working at the pub, a lot more than I was. I had tickets for the last night of the show Riverdance. My sister and I went to the show, ran over to Mack for intermission, and then after the show to meet the crew and orchestra folks that my sister could not wait for me to meet. She had become friends with many of them.
Working at MacKenzie really has been and was one of the greatest gigs of my life. Being right next door to the Orpheum, and sharing the backstage area parking lot meant I have met a lot of really cool people in my time. I even was kissed by Michael Nouri once. But I digress…
So the thing about working at MacKenzie is that you meet a lot of people that are in town for a few days or weeks and then gone. And that night, the last night of the show, I met Ken.
(to be continued…)