Tonight I’m going to do something I’ve never done before. I’m going to go on stage as an understudy. I am rather terrified. However, it’s for a good cause.

September was a¬†difficult month for Chicago’s theatre community. Aside from my friend and mentor Sheldon Patinkin, we lost a handful of friends and family members, including actress Molly Glynn. I didn’t really know Molly. I’d met her on one or two occasions. I knew her husband, Joe Foust, a little better – enough to say hi if I ran into him on the street. But many of Molly’s friends are mine as well, and witnessing their grief has brought me close to tears a few times in the past month.

Tonight, our community is celebrating Molly’s life with a memorial service. My current show,¬†Season on the Line, has a performance this evening, but one of my fellow cast members is a close friend of Joe’s and needs to be at the memorial tonight. So, I’m switching parts and taking on his role, while my understudy steps up to cover for me.

As I said, I’m terrified. But I’m also honored, in a way. I’m proud to be able to do this small thing for Molly, and Joe, and for all of my friends who need to know that even in times like this, the show must, can, and will go on. I will be thinking of all of you tonight.