October 16-22, 2022
On February 28, 2020, we began planning to see The Music Man staring Hugh Jackman with our friends Jane and Kim from the UK. This is not the first time we've all traveled to New York to see Mr. Jackman in a play. We also saw A Boy From Oz in 2004 and The River in 2014. When we found out that Hugh would be doing The Music Man, we couldn't resist. As luck would have it, we had planned to RV on the East Coast to be near Matt, Weina and William while they were posted in Arlington, VA. That put us in easy reach of New York City. We purchased tickets, made hotel reservations and then Covid hit. Everything was shut down. For a brief moment, it looked like we could reschedule for 2021, but then another variant hit. It wasn't until February 2022 that the play would re-open. We made plans to see the play in October. With fingers crossed, we booked our theater tickets, train tickets and hotel accommodations.
With a few days to spare before heading to New York, Jane and Kim asked if there was anything to do outside of Philadelphia. Kamp Kounselor Kathy promised to keep them busy while they awaited their train to New York.
The fun started late Sunday, October 16, 2022. After checking into their hotel in Malvern, it was off to a nice Chinese dinner followed by ice cream. Best way to start an adventure!
Seventy-six trombones led the big parade
With a hundred and ten coronets close at hand
They were followed by rows and rows of the finest virtuosos
The cream of every famous band
Seventy-six trombones caught the morning sun
With a hundred and ten coronets right behind
There were more than a thousand reeds springing up like weeds
There were horns of every shape and kind
There were copper-bottom timpanies and horse platoons
Thundering, thundering all along the way
Double-bell euphoniums and big bassoons
Each bassoon having his big fat say
There were fifty mounted cannon in the battery
Thundering, thundering louder than before
Clarinets of every size and trumpeters who'd improvise a whole octave higher than the score
Seventy-six trombones hit the counterpoint
While a hundred and ten coronets blazed away
To the rhythm of harch, harch, harch all the kids began to march
And they're marching still right today
They're marching still right today