We got to go to the San Jose Opera's dress rehearsal (free!); what a gift! Nearly three hours long and, though G got a bit fidgety, K did not - she was mesmerized with enthusiasm. Both afterward seemed to find it most memorable that "Mommy cried." Heck, I knew she'd die, but that everyone in the room knew it except he who most loved her... that was the hook that drove my unexpected tears.
Funny, 'cause I remember MY Mom crying at Pinoccio, the first movie I ever saw in a theater. A long time ago and Mom's tears are virtually my only impression of the movie.
The San Jose Opera House is incredibly lovely; the pictures here are from gorgeous details of the architecture, even "just" from the outside.
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