Bluefish Cove Revisited

A dear friend of mine has been recently co-opted into a fundraising campaign for my alma mater. (Boy, that's weird to type that).
And in their most recent video, she talks about being in Last Summer at Bluefish Cove, a show I directed for a friend's senior thesis exercise in theater, and the clips made me really nostalgic.
Then I realized, wait a minute, I blogged about this before! And loyal blogosphereans, you've been left hanging! Did the set get finished in time? Could the actors pull this off? Was this show a success? Did we make everyone cry?
Well, the first part's a little dodgy. The set did get built, most of it, and there was probably some paint drying as the audience filtered in on opening night, but we had a beach house and a beach and it was lovely. As for the rest - yes. It was a beautiful show, the actors were amazing, and I have never sat in a theater so beautifully silent and rapt as the second to last scene of the show. Everybody cried. It was amazing.
And if you don't believe me, check out the video. We pop up about a minute and 18 seconds in, and the clips are short, but at least it should give you some closure.
And make some of you miss our dear lesbian beach colony. *sigh* I reposted my video below and it has a lovely little interview with the star (who has recently relocated into the twin cities! yay!) and features many of us looking remarkably young.
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