As Central City Opera's Festival Production Manager, I spend each
year getting ready for our season, managing our current Festival, closing it
down and getting ready for the next one. Now that our 2011 Festival has finished
and all my production staff and interns have scattered to the four winds, this
is my time to start closing down the details of my 9th season with Central City
Opera.
First comes my drive home; I head back to the East Coast where
I've lived much of my life - most of it in New York City. Then I take a few
days to unpack, regroup and readjust to sea level and the summer coastal humidity
that I've avoided by spending my summers in the foothills of the Rockies.
So Tuesday at about 1:52pm ET, I was working in my home office in
Maryland (just 30 minutes northwest of Washington, DC). I was making budget
entries for my weekly expense report of remaining Festival expenses and looking
over photos of our sets this season so I can use them to advertise potential
rentals to other opera companies. And then the floor started to shake. And then
the ceiling - which was really strange. I thought it was neighbor kids running
around outside at first. And then I did what no intelligent Californian would
do - I ran outside. No kids anywhere. The stairwell was shaking like mad as I
went down the stairs and kept shaking as I watched. It took a few minutes to
register that I was experiencing my 1st earthquake. All I can say is that it
was a pretty unnerving experience - especially the feeling that my office
ceiling was going to fall in, which is really what made me want to leave my
office. When I went back inside, framed photos and knick-knacks had been
knocked from shelves and framed art was hanging lopsided - proof of a 5.8
quake, to be sure.
I went back to my computer (where I'd been in mid-e-mail
conversation with staff in our Denver office), told them what had happened, and
went back to work. But I also spent much of the day checking with family and
friends here and up in New York, and fielding text messages from all over the
place, sharing experiences and a sense of wonder.
It's pretty impressive to think we can stay this connected under
duress. I was still living in New York City when September 11 happened, and I
will say Tuesday brought me back to that day just a little - especially the
desire to reach family and share that we were all ok. But on that day, I could only reach my family right there in New York, not reaching my family in DC until much later in the day, which was quite terrifying. At least Tuesday, technology brought us all together.