Bernadette Peters has always been just on the edge of my consciousness. I knew what she looked like – flaming red, boisterous, uncontrollable hair, kewpie-doll lips and a dynamite body – but I was never curious about her music. Over the years her picture would catch my eye, but her music never quite caught my ear.
Marilynn, on the other hand, has always been a fan, and when she saw that Ms. Peters was performing with the Seattle Symphony last weekend she wanted to go. She loves Broadway musicals, and knows the songs, stories, and cast members of most of them. Until recently I wouldn’t have given a second thought to seeing her in performance.
