While singing he kept signaling with his eyes for me to look at my knees. There I saw my bloody knee soaking my white stockings. Apparently while crawling on the deck (stage floor) I ripped it open on a nail.
I find myself now in St. Louis rehearsing Stephen Sondheim's Sweeney Todd for performances with the Opera Theatre of St Louis. The last time I sang with the company was in 1983. And here I am, having the time of my life.