* Thank you for typing this up, Birana! * Nine Lives, Nine Memories By ROBIN POGREBIN Nearly every morning for 18 years, Millie Beener has descended the five steps from her house, taken two subways into Manhattan, pulled open the stage door of the Winter Garden Theater, loaded about 30 sweaty cat costumes into the washing machine, poured in the detergent and started the gentle cycle. This is the work that enabled Ms. Beener to hang a chandelier in every room of her beloved brick home in the Bronx, to put her granddaughter through law school and to save up enough money to pay for the eventual college tuition and weddings of her two great-grandchildren. When "Cats" closes, as it is scheduled to do in June, it will not only be the end of the longest-running musical on Broadway, a show that has grossed more than $1 billion in the United States and Canada. It will also conclude an unusual chapter in the lives of those who have been associated with it the longest. For them, "Cats" has been precisely what theater rarely is: a steady job in a business in which most shows close within a year, a source of continuity and community in an industry known for transience and fleeting intimacy. While most people who have worked with "Cats" - either on or off stage - have come and gone, there are those who, for all or most of the Andrew Lloyd Webber musical’s lengthy run, stayed the course. This is the story of nine of them. Nine lives that became bound up with the production. Although some people came to dismiss the show as a tourist attraction or grist for comedians, for these individuals, the show was a point of pride if only because - on a career path typically riddled with rejection, disappointment and financial uncertainty - "Cats," until now, was forever. The Dresser Born in Savannah, Ga., Ms. Beener landed her first job on Broadway as a dresser in 1968 on "Mame." Now in her 70’s - she won’t be more specific - Ms. Beener has been working backstage ever since, dressing actors and maintaining costumes. After "Mame" came "Irene," with Jane Powell and then Debbie Reynolds, then "The Great White Hope" with Yaphet Kotto. "Cats" followed "Evita." "I was never out of work," she said. "Seemed like folks just liked me." Arriving at the theater between 10:45 and 11:30 a.m., Ms. Beener changes into a button-down shirt, slacks and her own pair of the cat slippers work by the rest of the cast. She sets about doing her daily six loads of laundry, including towels and washcloths embroidered with each cast members name, undergarments and the skintight one-piece outfits worn by each cat. During performances she helps with quick changes like the one for "The Old Gumbie Cat" number when, with her trusty flashlight, Ms. Beener hustles the dancers into their shoes, hats, gloves, and leg warmers into the backstage darkness. Ms. Beener said she was surprised by the announcement that "Cats" was going to close but that she had spent her entire career preparing for such an inevitability. "I wasn’t only looking for today as I was working," she said. "I was looking for tomorrow." Fingering a "Cats" Playbill she has saved that is signed by the original cast members, Ms. Beener said she had no intention of retiring but that it would be difficult to approximate her "Cats" experience. "I’m going to miss a whole lot about this," she said. "I’m missing it right now. The shock still has not got out of my system, you know. Eighteen years is a long time to be close to something." The Ticket Taker Ken Costigan, 66, has been just about everything you can be in show business: actor, director, producer. But what he has been the longest is a ticket taker at the Winter Garden Theater, a post he has held on and off for 20 years. It means standing a lot, but Mr. Costigan has a stool in the lobby where he can sit and read his murder mysteries during breaks. And the people who come to see "Cats" have made his job interesting. "I enjoy the public and the crowd," he said. "I’ve always liked the theater." Mr. Costigan grew up in Long Island City, Queens, attended Fordham University and Yale Drama School, and now lives in Manhattan. He has landed a few movie and television roles: the bartender on the ship that blows up in Stanley Tucci’s film "The Imposters" and the judge who performed Morgan Fairchild’s soap opera wedding. He has also done some Broadway, as the doctor who takes Blanche DuBois away at the end of Blythe Danner’s "Streetcar Named Desire," for example, and as the understudy to the dentist in the Eli Wallach version of "The Diary of Anne Frank." Taking tickets, Mr. Costigan said, requires its own set of skills. "Some people try to sneak in," he explained. "You get a second instinct after a while. If someone’s trying to pull the wool over your eyes, you spot them." Sometimes people ask him about the history of the Winter Garden Theater, and he is happy to oblige: at the turn of the century, it was a stable. Then it became a theater featuring Al Jolson. When Mr. Costigan started tearing tickets he wore a tuxedo; now the theater’s atmosphere is much more casual. Although it is hard for Mr. Costigan to imagine coming to work without hearing the opening bars of "Jellicle Songs for Jellicle Cats," he said he was at the Shubert-owned theater before "Cats" and hoped to be around long after. "For us on this side of the wire, it’s not bad," he said. "We work for the Shuberts, so it’s always another opening, another show." The Musician Since Ethan Fein started playing the guitar in the orchestra pit of "Cats" when the show opened in New York on Oct. 7, 1982, his other gigs have fallen away as the music business has tightened up. "I haven’t been as busy as I would have liked," he said. "I used to do a lot of weddings, but they stopped calling me." This has made Mr. Fein even more grateful for the steady "Cats" paycheck, as well as the pension and medical benefits. He has also taken on more responsibility; in addition to playing acoustic and electric guitar, he is the orchestra contractor who hires musicians, coordinates substitutes and oversees the payroll. And while one might assume that playing the same show over and over could be maddening, Mr. Fein said that it had made him a better musician. "You have a choice of falling apart and just coasting, or getting better," he said. "And I lucked out. I got better." Mr. Fein varies his routine with other things: teaching guitar, writing a musical version of "Red Badge of Courage" and playing in a band called Men Without Hope. Two of the band’s most popular songs are "I’m Bald" and "God Is a Dentist." Last year, for Mr. Fein’s 50th birthday, the "Cats" band bought him a zipper sign that is now posted above his head in the orchestra pit. Mr. Fein punches in the running electronic messages, which lately have included quotations from Bob Dylan ("Oh Mama, can this really be the end?") and T. S. Eliot, on whose poems the musical is based ("In the room the women come and go, talking of Michelangelo"). "We do some things to kill the time," he said. Because the "Cats" orchestra was one of the first to play out of sight - the band is hidden behind the set - the 23 pit musicians demanded early on that a photograph of them be posted in the lobby so the audience would know that the music was live. Many of the musicians, like Mr. Fein, have been with the show from the beginning. "A couple people have died," Mr. Fein said. "A couple people have disappeared." The Understudy For the last 12 years Heidi Stallings has gone on as Grizabella, the glamour cat, under all sorts of difficult circumstances: five minutes before showtime, in the middle of a performance, the night before her father died of heard disease, the night she had to euthanize her cat. She likened her role to that of Mariano Rivera of the Yankees. "He is not only a relief pitcher, but a closer," she said. "He goes out there to win the game. And that’s what I do." While most understudies are on call, Ms. Stallings is one of four "Cats" cast members who sing in a backstage booth during every performance to add a fullness and fluidity to the choral parts because the dancing takes a vocal toll on the performers onstage. "I would rather be in the theater every night than be on a beeper," Ms. Stallings said. By contrast, her colleague Suzanne Viverito can step in for six roles. She, too, broadened her involvement in "Cats" during the last 15 years to become dance captain and assistant stage manager. She auditions potential cast members, teaches new ones their parts and helps maintain the quality of the show. Both understudies said they often found themselves defending the musical against what Ms. Viverito called "‘Cats’ bashing." Ms. Stallings said it was unwarranted. "People forget that ‘Cats,’ like ‘A Chorus Line,’ changed musical theater," she said. "It’s easy to target it or to deride it." As for the future, Ms. Viverito said she planned to take time to "dream" and to consider her next move. "I feel like I’m graduating from ‘Cats’ College, and I’m looking forward to what’s out there," she said. "I haven’t auditioned in 15 years." Ms. Stallings, who has spent the last five years exploring animation as a producer and director, was similarly upbeat. "As they say, cats have nine lives," she said. "This is another life for me, another beginning." The Carpenter Philip Feller comes from a family of stagehands. His grandfather Peter was a stagehand for the Metropolitan Opera and other organizations. His father, also Peter, set up and ran Feller Scenery Studios in the Bronx, where the "Cats" set was built, and was the technical supervisor and general contractor for the show. His memorial service was held at the Winter Garden Theater. Mr. Feller’s brother, also named Peter, owns Feller Precision, which designs and builds remote-control machinery for theatrical scenery and supplied the automation for "Cats" in New York and on the road. Mr. Feller, 51, was part of the crew that moved the "Cats" set into the Winter Garden, an undertaking that lasted about five months and often went into overtime. "It was the biggest show to date in New York ever," he said, "and probably anywhere else." Mr. Feller, his father and his brother sat in the audience on opening night, which is unusual for stagehands. "We knew this was big," he said. "It wasn’t just big in the technical, physical sense. It was big in that we put 20-hour days into it. We wanted to partake of the joy of that, the completion." With occasional leaves to work on other shows, Mr. Feller has been in the bowels of the Winter Garden night after night, operating the immense tire on which Grizabella rises to "the heaviside layer," or cat heaven. "I have run the tire more than almost anyone most of the time," he said. Having grown up around the theater he has never stopped marveling at the longevity of "Cats." Before he joined the production, he said, he worked on seven musicals in one year, all of which closed within three weeks of opening. "Commercial theater is generally so fragile; there had never been anything like ‘Cats’ before," Mr. Feller said. "There had never been a guaranteed show, so it was like a miracle. You didn’t have to think about whether the show was going to close. I needed the stability. I had three children." "Except for the guys who run ‘Phantom’ and ‘Les Miz,’ ‘Cats’ was the first monster," Mr. Feller continued, "the first monster with legs that just went on and on and on." The Choreographer "It’s sad, of course," said Gillian Lynne, the choreographer of "Cats," who was in town from her home in London for the show’s final rehearsal on April 11. "So many hundreds of people have said to me, ‘We won’t feel right going down Broadway without seeing those eyes.’" Ms. Lynne has made a point of visiting the New York production at least once a year. When she comes, she sits in the audience and takes notes, then follows up with a rehearsal of sections that need work. "It’s very easy for it to get out of hand because there’s so much of it, so much detail," she said. "Human nature is, things slip a little. And people develop their own things. Some of them are wonderful and some of them are terrible." Ms. Lynne describes her annual rehearsals as humbling, given that the cast members tend to treat her with reverence, like royalty. "They do hand on every single word," she said. "I think to myself, ‘You’d better be interesting, Gillian, you’d better be worth all this adulation.’" With all the cast members who have come and gone, Ms. Lynne said it had been impossible for her to remember every name. "I end up calling everyone Darling," she said. She said she wanted to make the final rehearsal extra special. "I want them to go out with a bang," she said. "I want to try to inspire them." At the three-and-a-half hour workout, Ms. Lynne ran the cast through splashy numbers like "The Jellicle Ball" and quiet songs like "Gus: The Theater Cat," pushing the dancers to make certain moments more specific or dramatic. At the end, after the choreographer had gathered the cast in a circle onstage for a final word and been steadily applauded, the stage manager, Paul O’Brien, spoke on behalf of the company. "Thank you," he said, for taking care of us." The Fan Hector Montalvo first saw "Cats" four days after it opened on Broadway. "Oct. 11, 1982," he said. "I still have the ticket stub." He has seen the show precisely 678 times since. Mr. Montalvo, 42, who sells software at a Comp USA store, attends every Sunday performance. It isn’t just that he loves cats. (He lives with two in the Manhattan apartment he shares with his mother.) And he isn’t seeking fame, though he was recently the subject of a profile by the cable show "Comedy Central." "I don’t look at myself as a person out to set a record," he said. "I just love the show." In addition to the usual memorabilia, Mr. Montalvo has some rare "Cats" collectibles: an alarm clock, a yo-yo, Christmas ornaments. He has two copies of Eliot’s "Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats," autographed by every actor who has ever appeared in the New York cast of the show - more than 250 signatures. He puts out a newsletter, The CATS Meow. He waits outside the stage door to greet cast members and to give them the cartoons he sketches of each one. He usually buys standing-room tickets ($15), and the ushers, who know him well, guide him to the empty seats. When the cats prowl the audience during the show, Mr. Montalvo said, they often interact with him. "Little paw swipes at me, friendly hisses," he said. "If they get close enough, they would do a head rub. One particular actress would swat at me with her tail." He said he had witnessed some bloopers in the show over the years. "I have stories I could write a book about if I had the right connections," he said. When the show’s closing was announced, Mr. Montalvo said, some of the cast members expressed more concern about him than about themselves, apparently with good reason. "I felt," he said, "as if a part of me had just died." The Original While most Broadway dancers have spent the last 18 years moving from show to show, Marlene Danielle has remained in Room 16 - the women’s dressing room in the Winter Garden Theater - as the only original cast member. She stayed with "Cats" to support her son, now 26, ant to build her home in Jersey City and her country house in Pennsylvania, "making myself secure in my surroundings and being a normal person with a family and garden," she said. "I did this as a job, and I didn’t really pursue my career. "It’s time for me now to focus in on what I would like to do next and be ready for when that day comes." Ms. Danielle said she had written a television pilot called "Room 16," based on her years in the dressing room. "There’s something about the feeling you get when you have 12 women from different walks of life stripping ourselves naked and allowing your innermost insecurities to come out," she said. "You find out how much you’re alike or different, and that bolsters you; that enriches you. We mother each other." Ms. Danielle has other projects in mind: a children’s book, a documentary on the show’s closing days. Her dream, she said, is to portray a female action hero on television or in the movies, "some kind of Arnold Schwarzenegger thing that exploits the fact that I’m a physically strong person." Looking back, Ms. Danielle - who started as an understudy and quickly took on her current role of Bombalurina - said she had no regrets. She is proud of having used each paycheck to turn her beloved country home into a personal spa: one Jacuzzi and Olympic-size equestrian ring down, one miniature-golf range and tennis court to go. All courtesy of "Cats." "I understand people when they feel they have to go," she said. "But I’ve been happy. That’s not to say I don’t want to evolve and do other things. I think that’s going to happen. "But as far as I’m concerned, I don’t feel embarrassed or ashamed to be identified as the cat woman of all time." The Producer Philip J. Smith, president of the Shubert Organization, vividly remembers when Trevor Nunn, who originally directed "Cats," came to him and wanted to paint the interior of the Winter Garden black. The theater had just been renovated, using five subtle colors, including beige and gold. After much hand-wringing, Mr. Nunn got his black theater. He also got a hole in the ceiling that enabled Grizabella to ascend to the heaviside layer, and a hollowed-out orchestra pit in which to place the hydraulic lift that levitates the tire. "Cats" was the biggest musical ever mounted on Broadway at the time, with a $5.1 million budget now considered modest. Looking back, executives of the Shubert Organization, which helped produce the show and owns the Winter Garden, said it was worth the risk. "‘Cats’ really was a landmark kind of show in the pop-opera tradition," said Gerald Schoenfeld, chairman of the Shubert Organization. Although it had been preceded by Lord Lloyd-Webber’s "Jesus Christ Superstar" and "Evita," Mr. Schoenfeld said, "None had the spectacle of ‘Cats.’" The show also redefined touring productions, the producers said. Shows used to pass through cities once, but "Cats" kept coming back. "Can you imagine a show returning to a city 15 times?" Mr. Schoenfeld said. "That’s the history of ‘Cats.'" So the gamble has paid off. As of April 16, Mr. Smith said, more than 28 million people had seen "Cats" in the United States and Canada. And the show has become a New York institution. "It’s been a part of my life," Mr. Smith said. "Every morning, it’s ‘Cats.’ Every weekend, you looked at the grosses; there was always a ‘Cats.’ It’s sad to feel it’s going to be gone. The happiness is, it happened in the first instance and you were some small part of it." During the last few years business began to decline and the executives took a hard look at the bottom line, given that the show needs to earn $300,000 or more a week to break even. "Over the last year we had good weeks and bad weeks," Mr. Smith said. "There came a point in time when we had only bad weeks." For opening night, the producers gave a party for 1,100 people in the grand ballroom of the Waldorf-Astoria Hotel. To celebrate the show’s record-breaking 14th year in 1997, when it surpassed "A Chorus Line" as the longest-running Broadway musical, the producers closed Broadway outside the Winter Garden and invited all the previous casts and the public to celebrate outdoors. Mr. Smith said he was not sure what they would do to mark the show’s final performance on June 25. "We have to give that some serious thought," he said. "I don’t think this can go quietly. I don’t think it should."