"The week they opened, I saw a matinee with Randy Graff. I was a goner after she sang 'Dividing Day,' but when she did the last number, 'Fable,' and the lights came up, show over, neither one of us could move. We sat there, effectively sobbing, not knowing quite what had just happened to us. It was a moment, to be sure. Still gets me. We sat there till the theatre was almost empty. (Bart Sher's South Pacific also got me — but for different reasons — what a stunning take on that classic piece!)"