I'm sad if they're not going to. She was more of a presence as an audience member and performer than Robin Williams (and I thought he earned it as well). She would have been honored to be recognized by the Broadway community. That's rather sad.
I saw her midway through her run, and she was acceptable in the first half, and quite wonderful in the bravura set piece at the end, the famous dance sequence with her son in which does does a paean to George Raft. In her book she comments on how much the company resisted her being cast and failed to welcome her in the early performances, only inspiring her dig in and prove her mettle. Which she did. I'd love to say it was a memorable night. It was just good enough. But she was an actor. A real one, and that certainly proved it.
"I'm a comedian, but in my spare time, things bother me." Garry Shandling
"You travel alone because other people are only there to remind you how much that hook hurts that we all bit down on. Wait for that one day we can bite free and get back out there in space where we belong, sail back over water, over skies, into space, the hook finally out of our mouths and we wander back out there in space spawning to other planets never to return hurrah to earth and we'll look back and can't even see these lives here anymore. Only the taste of blood to remind us we ever existed. The earth is small. We're gone. We're dead. We're safe."
-John Guare, Landscape of the Body