Uncageg, that was a beautiful memory you just shared with everyone here on the board. Wow, the fact that he was there the night you saw the play, just made it all the more powerful.
Ellen Barkin's monologue brought cheers of bravos. As the play progressed, and more names were being shown, the reality of the situation made it all the more real, and more shocking. The end line of - why didn't I try more, why didn't I picket the White House, was just so raw, and so emotional. After curtain call and more names where shown, and the play was officially over, I just sat there, sobbing, as was pretty much everyone in the theatre. A very nice man who was seated to my right, looked at me - with tears in his eyes, and patted me on the leg and shoulder. We all could relate. We were one.
I saw the show on a Sunday evening. I sobbed leaving the theatre, and walked back to my hotel and checked my email. I was uplifted by the piece and depressed about the bad memories. When I logged online, that's when I saw on Yahoo news that Osama Bin Laden and been killed. I remember walking out of the theatre and hearing cheering and loud noises from Times Square. I didn't think too much of it, and now it made sense. After reading that online, I walked back to Times Square and saw President Obama announce that he was killed. Everyone was so joyful, that it made the evening even more special, and meaningful. Out of tragedy, something good can come of it. Of course it's two very different situations.
From there, I went to Junior's for dinner, and had a great rest of the evening. Everyone was so happy, myself included.