My father, Stephen I. Lipman, was an avid lover of art and entertainment.
He loved music, movies, opera, and theater, and read voraciously. He could sing show tunes from musicals he had performed in high school, and had broad, eclectic taste in pop music, movies, and TV. When he came to NYC, he would catch an opera or a play, or both.
He enjoyed other people's artistic expression enormously, and was often front row at my performances, grinning at me. When I pick a new show to work on, I ask myself, what would my dad think? If I thought it would intrigue him, I knew I was on the right track.
He died on September 27, 2019. He really was a helluva guy.
I dedicate my 2020 season of my theater company to his memory.