Extra bonus anecdote. Addenda to below.
There was a reception at the theater after that final "Pirates" in Ft Lauderdale. Around 11:30 the bus driver got a little anxious to leave - union rules had to have him back at the hotel at midnight if we were to leave at 8. I followed the crowd out of the party room but got stopped for about 15 seconds by an usher who enjoyed the show. When my attention returned to leaving the building everyone was gone. There was an exit sign at the end of the hall and, knowing that it was in the direction of the bus, I took it. Naturally the door slammed shut AND LOCKED just as I realized I was in a big air conditioner cage!
With Dave Wannen and Elisabeth Cernadas, just prior to my incarceration
The bus was 40 feet from me but no way could they see me waving. I banged on the door for a minute. Decided there were any number of people on the bus I could call but called Annette because I'd just seen her in the laundry room. She answered! I told her my situation and she stopped Dave Auxier, who was just leaving. He walked down the hallway as I kept banging, and found the door. He liberated me and the bus arrived at the Sheraton at 11:59. The hotel was surrounded by flashing cop cars. "It's either guns or drugs," our bus driver says. "Florida, you know." We got into the hotel, cast partied, and I wrote this.