Sometime in the not too distant past, an ornate street lamp, that you could easily imagine encircled by fog, glows at a dingy train depot early morning. Byron Jones, looking dapper in a suit and hat, enters and tenderly launches into “La Ville S’endormait” [The City Was Falling Asleep] surrounded by haphazardly strewn travel trunks […]
Historical Archive of Washington area theatre
