It's her laugh that gets you first, a throaty, passionate, let loose be-not-afraid, abandoned, straightaway sort of sound. Here's a woman who knows what it is to enjoy. Never mind that her duties sometimes overtax her and that she's out of town too much of the time. Never mind that work, all work, is by its nature demeaning, even if she has the pleasure of working for a benevolent G.M. Still, the laugh comes enough amidst the skepticism, even if more reactively than proactively, to announce a strong soul within. "It's not as though I'm as dark as all that," protests Becky. "I mean, next to a skeptic like Luckman, I'm a regular Polyanna."
Still, although her duties as traveling secretary may pay the bills and she may like working for the club, the lure of the rosin bag and all that, it's the daub of the grease paint that fires Becky's imagination. A longstanding member of the Quad City Music Guild, Becky has pushed that unit to move past the stock fare of Guys and Dolls and Charlie's Aunt. The group put on an operatic production last year at the Prospect Park Pavilion of Six Characters in Search of an Author with Becky cast as Madame Pace. "Not a big smash at the box office, but artistically, we did some nice things with it." The group is currently rehearsing a musical version of Hamlet that features "some light airy tunes, you know, just to keep the audience guessing."
"I don't sing like a bird, let's put it that way," laughs Becky. "But I do my own Rex Harrison thing and there's some melody there. That much I can do."