According to a recorded announcement that played in the theater, the cell phone restriction was in place so that the phone signals did not interfere with the wireless microphones being used during the event. They were very vigilant about this point. Our conversation was interrupted by an oversized security guard, who told me to turn my phone off and put it away or he’d eject me from the theater immediately. The only shot I got inside the theater before the phone police intervened. But if she brings him through for me, I guess I will have to question my beliefs.”
“When he died, it’s like he took all of my bodily organs with me,” she told me just before the show started, both of our eyes welling up. The 70-something widow, who didn’t want me to use her name, had recently lost her husband of more than 40 years to cancer.
I had absolutely zero interest in hearing from any dead people.īut that’s exactly why the woman sitting next to me was at the Borgata, why she paid top dollar for a single ticket close to the stage, why she drove from her home in South Philadelphia to be at the show. I’m not the kind of person who goes to psychics or mediums. I wound up at Caputo’s Borgata show on a lark. Of course, that’s TV, where you can make anything happen, or, perhaps more accurately, where you can make anything seem to happen.
In case you haven’t seen the TLC show, the premise is simple: Caputo purportedly connects people with lost loved ones.
0 kommentar(er)
