A year ago today, I learned my friend Karla Burns, a comic force of nature and the best Queenie in Show Boat since Hattie McDaniel, had just died in Wichita. In 1989 she was my date to see the concert of the Villa Lobos operetta Magdalena that was later recorded, and on our way home we had to stop at the Papaya hot dog stand at Broadway and 72nd Street because she wanted a snack before bed. I thought she was going to buy the place out. She had no illusions about her size.
Her career was going strong with Show Boat productions all over, a broadcast of The Comedy of Errors from Lincoln Center Theatre, and more when a car hit her in Central Park on her way to a rehearsal and she returned to Wichita for surgery. I lured her out to Chicago to be the comediemnne in a concert of Eublie Blake's Tan Manhattan, where she sang the double entendre songs like "My Handy Man Ain't Handy Any More." I always hoped we'd work together again. I loved her.