My first memory of going to NYC to see a Broadway show was in the late 1970s, when my mother took me and my siblings by theater bus (with other families from our area) to see ANNIE. It was early summer. I remember because there was a girl a year older than me on the bus who had an awful sunburn and kept saying “I’m so hot, I feel like a french fry.” Why do I remember such things?
Wonder whatever happened to Andrea McArdle. That girl could sing.
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