Apparently there was a lot of action going on in the streets near the theater, but I was oblivious, lost in 1999 Bergen County, New Jersey, watching actors wearing ice skates glide across a stage coated with a solution of one part glycerin to seven parts water, on blades dipped in the same mixture, but not slipping when back in their regular shoes.

That might have been enough, but, oh yes, this show about a teenager with an extremely rare terminal disease was, amazingly, laugh-out-loud funny, and, of course, heartwarming.

The “kids” (five actors in their twenties playing 16-year-olds, not an uncommon occurrence in the theater) are great, especially, for me, Miguel Gil, who, as Seth, hit me directly in my not so inner nerd.

I wondered as the show progressed whether anything physical would happen between Gil and 62-year-old Carolee Carmello, also playing, with grace and skill, 16, but going on 70 thanks to her illness, in a role with an age gap even greater than 40-year old Mary Martin as Peter Pan. Fear not, there is never a moment of discomfort.

I apparently saw Carmello in 2009 in the pre Broadway run of the Addams Family, but don’t remember her (I will now) or most anything else about that show, except the wonderful Kevin Chamberlain, as Uncle Fester, singing The Moon and Me.

The Strawberry Moon was reaching full as I left the theater last night, which, appropriately, given the underlying cause of the earlier unrest, reminded me that the word “lunatic” derives from Luna, the Roman goddess of the moon.