Although there's no indication in Lucy Thurber's impressive program biography that she's related to James Thurber, I left her Where We're Born thinking of the famous Thurber cartoon in which a meek-looking man approaching home abruptly becomes aware that the sprawling Victorian domicile has turned into his wife in larger-than-life form. Is the emerging dramatist, in fact, a Thurber family member, and has something in her genetic inheritance predisposed her to present the other side of Thurber's New Yorker sight gag about strong women and the men who cower before them?

Even if Lucy Thurber isn't related to her namesake, she's written a play in which, at one point, two women appear to have ta[...]