In John Mahoney's last show at Steppenwolf, intimations of mortality
We should have known about John Mahoney. He left plenty of clues. Only last fall, he appeared onstage at Steppenwolf Theatre, where he'd been an ensemble member since the late 70s, in the guise of the Greek poet Homer at the end of his days, musing in Jessica Dickey's drama The Rembrandt on mortality in the form of "your fragile, freckled hands and your toenails and your puckered rear." He seemed as viv…