I shudder to think how my parents would have survived in today's anything-goes, nothing-is-sacred, sexually charged society. Their values were black and white, wrong and right, good and bad, with little wiggle room for compromise.
Along came Macbeth, an opera I'd never seen, and I had to go. As I settled into my seat, everything seemed comfortably the same. But as the house lights dimmed and the crystal chandeliers rose upward, my heart rose with them.