Myrna Salazar was in Houston the day I talked to her by phone, with a lot to worry about. She has family in Puerto Rico—including her mother, whom, she said, she was trying to get off the hurricane-devastated island. She was also less than a week away from opening a brand-new theater festival.
“We are very new, this has been moving quite rapidly—and I’m scared!” Salazar says of the festival from her room in Houston. But she’s laughing as she says it.
