Several years ago, I enjoyed a great performance by Chicago’s Hubbard 2 Dance Company at Rollins College in Winter Park, but my entertainment actually started before the curtain rose, as I watched two wiry, impish women in their late 70s claiming squatters’ rights in my row. Clearly, they were in the wrong seats, but as the young college student usher tried to pry them loose, they began regaling him with distracting stories that had nothing to do with their seats.
I chuckled as they called him “dear” or “sweet young man” what seemed like a thousand times! Mira...
