Last Saturday, Mer and I went to Actors’ Summit’s production of the musical Quilters. They always do a good job at Actors’ Summit, and this was no exception. The cast was of six women, and they could all sing, and the harmony was very tight. The premise of the musical is to tell the trials of one pioneer family through the medium of creating a “legacy quilt.” There are 16 squares to the quilt, and each square is a scene in the play. The musical ends with the unveiling of the finished quilt, which was HUGE. It was probably 20 x 20.
I don’t know if I was just tired, or if I could not relate to six pioneer women quilting, but while I very much enjoyed the play, I rarely got connected with it. There was one scene involving the death of a woman’s husband on the railroad that was so wonderfully acted that I got sucked in there, but mostly I enjoyed the play without relating to it. Still, it is a good play, with good music.
I suppose I could understand you not being able to connect to six quilting pioneer woman…
I don’t even think I could…
I am not a pioneer woman…
I do not… I CANNOT quilt…
I AM female…
… I can’t even say that I’ve had a husband die by railroad…
So I think your situation is perfectly understandable.