In Some Roles You Do

The First Theatre I Ever Found Was In The Backyard Of A New Suburban Community In The Foothills Of The Poconos. My Dad Was A Young Fbi Agent At His First Or Second Posting - We're All From New York. He Was Posted In Scranton, Pennsylvania And He Put The Family In A Brand New Red-brick Apartment. It Was In A C-shape And Behind It Was A Small Hill That Led Up To The Woods. There Was A White-washed Brick Wall That Was A Perfect Theatre! There Were Windows And All The Ladies Behind The Windows In Their Apartments. I Would Go Out There After Lunch Every Day And Sing Opera.

Society Historically Has A Difficult Time With The Concept Of Something New And Foreign That Shakes Up Our Comfortable Views, Especially If It Involves The Very Volatile Question Of Sexual Identity.

But In My Own Particular Case, There Was Something That Happened When I Became A Mother. Whenever In The News I Saw An Example Of A Child Being Abused Or Mistreated, My Response Went From Being Appalled To Being Physically Revolted.

You Know, I Once Leased A Mercedes Because I Got A Good Deal On It Because Of My First Name.

I'll Be With The Goat Until The Fall. Then I've Been Given Three Plays To Look At And There Have Been A Couple Of Films Have Come Over The Desk. I Will Probably Not Do Either One Of Them.