December 1979, Grease, original produciton about 5 or 6 months before it closed. My older sister and her college roommate each took their little sisters. I hated it, for reasons that made me a stupid kid -- I expected the theater to be extravagant (perhaps jewel encrusted?), I didn't understand the use of the handheld mics (I just thought the actors couldn't be heard without them.).
But it was too late as I'd already been performing for 6 years. I think my second show was either A Chorus Line or Cats. (Both which I loved, but that's a different story.)
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