John Cullum brags about the madness, the fun, the adventure he and Emily had, when they were working on a play to perform on weekends, in a parking lot.
It was, and still is, one of their most favorite ventures--"One Fine Morning In the Middle of the Night." Emily wrote it, using a pseudonym, and John directed it.
They used the courtyard of a nine-story hotel, a rundown, "bums" hotel on Bleecker street, and transformed it into a theater. The play was a hit, but the day it opened, the newspapers in New York City went on strike.
To finance the play, they "passed the hat," but couldn't keep "One Fine Morning" open, without running out of money.
Could they, should they produce it again? It's fun to speculate.