I think it’s utterly amazing how sometimes in our lives we’ll experience something; not ever realizing it will contribute to an experience in our unseen future.
Back in the mid 70’s, while performing a musical review in Amsterdam, Holland, I had the opportunity to take a tour of The Anne Frank House.
Sure, I had read The Diary of Anne Frank in grammar school, however the story didn’t affect me as deeply, until I was actually in the place where it happened.
Walking though the house was like taking a voyage in a time machine, transporting me back in history where I could actually feel the paralyzing fear, courage, and heart-break, as it lingered in the air like a heavy blanket of emotional memories; never to be forgotten.
I literally found it difficult to breathe.
Outside of occasionally hearing someone weep, the tour was virtually silent. It was as if we were walking through a place of sacredness, unable to put into words what we were feeling.
It was incomprehensible to me how these eight people lived in such a small space for over two years.
I can remember walking through this doorway; feeling chills.
Anne’s room, which she share with Mr. Dussel (the dentist).
Anne collected photographs of movie stars, which she glued on the wall in her room.
A closer view of the wall. Notice the photograph of actress Norma Shearer on the lower right-hand corner. Norma was one of Anne’s favorite movie stars at the time.
I recall walking through the room and gently running my left hand over the glass-sealed wall; knowing at one time Anne Frank had touched that wall.
Now, what’s really incredible about this story is that 20 something years later, I was cast in a professional theatrical production of the play, The Diary of Anne Frank. I portrayed Mr. Dussel, the man who shared a room with Anne. And can I just tell you how honored and reverent I felt, portraying a real-life person who was a part of this amazing story.
This was one of those times in my career that was Divinely orchestrated.
Because every night before the curtain went up, all I had to do was remember what it was like to walk through that house in Amsterdam….
and I was there.
"Despite everything, I believe that people are really good at heart." ~ Anne Frank