To be honest, I don't know if this is memory is absolutely true, but I am going to tell it anyway.
I was born into a family that cared nothing for theatre (this much is true), so the first show I saw was on a field trip to Calgary's Heritage Park with my grade 6 class. Heritage Park is one of those old pioneer parks in North America (Canada in this case), where old heritage buildings are saved and replanted in an inner city park. My favourite building is the old Canmore Opera House, a theatre moved from the mountains to the safety of Heritage Park in the foothills, and still used to this day as a home for weddings and, occasionally, shows. Anyhow, somewhen in the eighties, I saw my first stage show -- Billy Bishop Goes to War.
I am pretty sure I saw it with the original boys in their original roles, Eric Peterson (Oscar from Corner Gas) and John Gray (piano man extraordinaire). I find myself thirty-odd years later teaching their play at university and rejoicing in their work.
These men made me love theatre. They transported me in elementary school and instilled a love for theatre that has stuck with me for decades, and to be able to introduce others to them now is a privilege. Plus, they capture so much of what it is to be Canadian (and with no references to hockey or Tims -- thanks boys!) that I want Eric for PM and John for GG. That seems fair, right?
If you get the chance, buy their revival from iTunes and enjoy the brilliance of these two artists. Their filmed version isn't quite as mindblowing as their stage performance, but it showcases their mad talents.