On Friday night, I took Grandma Joonie to see the play Jersey Boys at the Stranahan Theater in Toledo. Jill and Kaisa came along too. This is the third time I've been to that theater in the past few months because the first time I went, I took Dad's previous secretary, Barbara Webster, to see Chonda Pierce there who is a Christian comedian. Barbara took me to see a live movie event of Chonda last fall, so when I saw Chonda was on tour, I invited Barb.
When we were there for that, I saw that Phantom of the Opera was coming there in December and Kaisa and I ended up seeing that. Kaisa and I also saw Wicked at the Wharton Center at MSU the weekend before. Anyway, Grandma Joonie noticed that Jersey Boys was coming to that same theater in Toledo and mentioned that we should get tickets. Since I had no ideas for her for Christmas, that is what I got her. She had seen it before with Gary somewhere, but she wanted to see it again.
It is the story of Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons, kind of a doo-wop group. I wasn't too looking forward to seeing it, but it ended up being SO GOOD! The music was amazing-I never realized how many songs they sang, like Sherry, Walk Like A Man, Can't Keep My Eyes Off Of You, December '63 (Oh, What A Night), Working My Way Back to You Babe, etc. After I bought the tickets and printed them out, I noticed that they said "Explicit Content" on them. I was like, "Oh, great!" I looked it up though and it was just for language, which actually wasn't too big of a deal. That's just how they talked back then.
What does any of this have to do with you, you ask. Well, in one scene (which Grandma Joonie forgot about), the lead singer Frankie Valli gets a phone call that his adult daughter had died. (From suicide or a drug overdose or something like that). There weren't a whole lot of lines in that scene, but I remember him saying something like what are you supposed to do to protect your kids, you can't chain them to a bed or anything (I'd like to look up what he said during that scene). In part of the scene, a nurse brings him a box of his daughter's things which said "Valli" on the side.
Needless to say, this was very emotional for me (I'm pretty sure that Grandma, Jill and Kaisa were crying too). During this scene, I was madly fumbling through my purse for the hanky I brought, and of course I couldn't find it. I usually have a hard time finding things in my purse though, so I didn't think much of it. After the show, we were all walking to Jill's car in the parking lot and I say my hanky lying on the ground next to her car. It had fallen out of my purse on the way in, probably when I was fumbling around to get the tickets out. I was actually amazed it was still there on the ground because it was pretty windy out. I took that as a sign from you-that you were there somehow and knew how much pain I was in and am in. Thank you for that. Love you!
(When I looked up info on the scene, I was reminded that the song playing during that time was called Fallen Angel).
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