One night, during World War II, Jan Peerce was to give a recital in Toronto. As he stepped out on the stage, the house suddenly went dark. The city had been blacked out for an air raid drill.
There was some scurrying about as electricians attempted to connect a light over his head. Finally it went on, the sole light in the pitch black hall. Standing under this improvise spot, the tenor gave his concert.When it was over, the house manager apologized for the inconvenience.
"Inconvenience!" scoffed Peerce. "That was no inconvenience. It was the fulfillment of my dreams. Think of it - all of Toronto blacked out and the only light in the city shining on me!"