I was 18. I was 19 the day after we opened on Broadway. And, it’s the first time I had ever really been away from my family for that potential length of time, and suddenly I got so panicked about it, and I called my dad, my real dad. And, I said, “Oh god, daddy, they’re asking me to go for two years. What should I do? I don’t think I can be away from the family for that long.” And he said, “Well chick, it could run two weeks or two months. It might not be two years, and it would open up your head to such an extent, I think you should do it.” I asked him later in life whether that was a hard thing to do and he said it was one of the hardest things, to say, “Go,” to just throw me into the bigger pond, so to speak, and hope that I would swim. And of course, because dad said it, oh, he said a wonderful thing. When I said, “But how will I know what to do?” he said, “Your own good brain will tell you what to do when the time comes,” which was hugely flattering and kind of implied that he thought I could cope. So, I took my courage in both hands and said, “I would like to accept this contract but I will not go for longer than one year.” And lo and behold, Messrs, Feuer and Martin said, “Fine.” And, I was the only one of the company that had a one-year contract, so off I went to Broadway for a year of incredible learning and education.