Mr. Toole by Vivian Neuwirth,
played to largely sold out audiences at the Midtown International Theatre Festival in July 2016.
Thank you to all who attended!
A modest home on the fringes of the uptown section of New Orleans. Two magnolia trees dripping with flowers on the front lawn. A stone garden bench between them, covered in fallen flowers. Sounds of a streetcar clanging its bell not too far away. Somewhere, someone is playing blues on a trumpet. Someone is always playing the blues. It's New Orleans, after all.
Inside the house, imagine a family. A mother, a father, a son. The mother cooks shrimp creole in the kitchen. The smell mingles with the scent of magnolias. It's hot in the kitchen. The window is open but there's no breeze. The father waits for his dinner. Outside a girl waits for the son.
Years later, a woman stands in front of the house. It's empty. The window is closed. Her memory carries her back. She sits on the garden bench trying to recapture the girl she was the first time she sat there. Turning back time, she remembers it all...
The teacher a student will never forget becomes a legend the world will never forget:
John Kennedy Toole