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How Did I Get Here? Part 5: Tim Curry at Last

If I took it hard that all my dreams were crushed at A Christmas Carol, my mom took it harder. When I found out Tim Curry would be starring in Monty Python’s Broadway adaptation of Holy Grail (which I had been following for its own merit, because duh), Mom jumped at the chance to try again. We were going to do it right this time, she said. She was going to get us a hotel room in New York City, and we would wait at the stage door before the show. I was going to meet him, come Hell or high water. When Mom called to get tickets, she said the words “best seat in the house.” The operator replied: “Okay, we won’t have those until April XX.” “That’s my birthday,” Mom said. “Let’s do it.” A month or so before the show, I found out through the BroadwayWorld forums that everyone was going nuts over seat A101. They just wouldn’t say why. I hadn’t taken any interest in the actual numbers on our seats, but now of course I asked. Mom confirmed: we had a ticket to that seat. (more…)