by Jerry Rapier
Exerpts from the journals of the cast of “She Was My Brother,” Julie Jensen’s new play.
I have wanted to produce one of Julie Jensen’s plays for years but the stars have never quite aligned. That is, until I was just a few pages into my first read of “She Was My Brother,” and I felt like I’d been kicked in the gut. In a good way. In a we-have-do-this-play way.
I asked Julie why she wrote it. For her, it’s about “one of those moments in history when everything could have changed. If the first white people to study the Zuni people had told the truth about how this and most native tribes treated transgender people, everything could have been different.” It would take another 100 years.