Of all the shows I have seen through the years, the performers I'm most grateful to have seen were Anita Morris in "Nine" (not that the rest of the company were slouches), Twiggy and Tommy Tune in "My One and Only" (and I saw both of those shows on the same day), and Bernadette Peters and Mandy Patinkin in "Sunday in the Park with George." I have mixed feelings about Patinkin's abilities nowadays, but in that performance and with Peters at his side, not to mention Sondheim's score and most every aspect of the production, something transcendent happened in the theater that day that remains evergreen.