If I Could Have Been

Cruise ships, ghost ships and arguments for and against the musical. Plus, new prompt!

A few nights ago (dark November, Berkshire County), I left my sweet couch, started up my Subaru and went to “town” to see a musical review with a friend. It was well worth it. Great song choices, intimate theater. So much passion in the room. I remembered: I love musicals.

I was an only child. I stayed in my room to memorize A Chorus Line, Godspell, Little Shop of Horrors, Grease, Pippin, Jesus Christ Superstar, etc. As an adult, some of my highest highs have been in Broadway theaters. If you know, you know.

And if you don’t know, you’re probably a critic, like my husband.

My mother once asked him, “What is it you don’t you like exactly? About musicals?”

He thought about it.

“The songs.”

I suspect other people are boosted by sporting events or monster truck rallies or Taylor Swift concerts. But it would be hard for me to leave the dark w…