By Jason Boxer
It is a chilly February evening. The condensed rehearsal process for The School for Scandal is in full swing, and I am unshaven, tired, and behind on homework. With only a month to get this show up, I need to be managing my time wisely. I ought to hop on my bike and head home as rehearsal ends; there’s work to do.
But as I exit the historic Provincetown Playhouse, I decide to linger and talk with friends. Unknowingly, I have just set myself up to bear witness to the most memorable event that two years of collegiate life have thus far provided.
Our director – a Clinical Associate Professor of Educational Theatre – an educational veteran with a PhD, decades of experience, and numerous awards in her field – a woman who I had met only weeks before – approaches us.
“Did you know I can burp on command?” she asks.
I shouldn’t have been surprised. Dr. Nancy Smithner burped a mighty burp, and I had found a new role model. I will never forget my time in Scandal, nor the dozens of friendships that were forged in moments like the one described above. Thanks for the burp, Nan. It was very impressive.