Shhhhh. Can you keep a secret? Please don’t tell my conservative Mormon friends that I saw The Book of Mormon on opening night at the Winspear Opera House. Harsh judgment and dirty looks will likely be tossed my way. And while we’re at it, please don’t tell them that I LOVED The Book of Mormon. (Again, we’re talking about the musical and not the actual book.)
I took this assignment very seriously. I showed up early with the intent of observing others who were about to laugh (along with me) at my religion. While sipping on a Diet Dr Pepper, (Mormons can’t drink coffee or alcohol, but caffeinated sodas are OK) I overheard a gentleman say something about “John Smith.” I went into Mormon mode and was ready to correct him: “Excuse me. It’s JOSEPH Smith.” But realized that it would have been wasted breath, plus nobody likes a know-it-all.
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