Penkava: When husbands become Les Miserables
I am a sucker for musicals. I think it all started with “The Wizard of Oz.”
I was 7 years old when I first saw it on television. I had heard that the first part of the movie would be in black-and-white, and when Dorothy landed in Munchkin Land, it would switch to color. I couldn’t wait for that part, but when it came, I was utterly disappointed to see that the Yellow Brick Road was a boring shade of dingy grey.
“Mom,” I complained, “it’s still black-and-white!”
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