OK, now you really have to go. My lovely wife and I are … well, I guess you could say “acting” in the upcoming Studio Roanoke production of “Dear Abe.”
This is a new play by Adam Hahn, directed by Joe Banno. The scene is thus: Abe Mann, the author of a widely syndicated advice column, has died. His two sons have inherited their father’s resort hotel on a tropical island and are forced by circumstance to come to terms with life, loss, and the meaning of humanity.
Somewhere within this plot, somebody is reading some of Abe’s letters or columns or something (we haven't received our script yet) and Christina and I are among those doing the reading. You won’t see us, but you’ll hear us, kinda like Jeff Bridges doing a Lexus commercial only without the car.
“Dear Abe” runs March 23-28 at 8 p.m. (with Saturday and Sunday matinees at 2 p.m.). Admission is $15 ($12 for seniors and students; $5,000 for children.*)
The Web site is here. You can call the studio at 540-343-3054.
(* This is hypothetical, should anybody be dumb enough to try to sneak a kid in.)
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