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Flew into Denver today to catch a matinee of  Bram Stoker’s DRACULA at the Denver Center for the Performing Arts. My son Scott is playing a cool part in the play and I was excited to see him slaying vampires and speaking in the requisite period British accent.  Lynne and her best friend from high school drove with my mother-in-law who said she really wanted to see her grandson drive a stake through a vampire’s heart before she died.  It was a Herculean effort for her to get to the play, but she really, really wanted to pay the price to be there.  And bless Lynne and her friend Martie who were willing to do their part to make this happen.  My part, it turns out, was to be the designated driver to get them safely home.

I should note here that I liked the play.  It was such a morality play and took on large, sweeping, good vs evil themes in a Masterpiece Theatre sort of way.  I was also happy for Scott because getting union acting gigs in a down economy is a tough hustle.  And he’s good at what he does, and what he loves.  Made me happy to see him shine, even if it was in a very dark-ish way.

As much pain as Lynne’s mom was in, she postponed the heaviest of her medications so she could be aware of what was going on.  It was good to see her shining with a healthy dose of grandmother pride.

And as Lynne was making sure everyone was comfortable and attended to during our supper after the show I saw her shining as well.   But then, when doesn’t she shine?

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