After a meeting which kicked me in the gut and took the wind out of my sails, I began that downward spiral into depression which overtakes me when I feel alone in hope and that others may have lost faith. Glee-less, I went into the Wilson Law Firm, our neighbors on Franklin, to ask for the loan of chairs for The Winter’s Tale. Paralegal Sherry Strysick said, unprodded, how much her child enjoyed Happily Ever After. She herself is not a theatregoer, but she saw the value of it for her child.
While at Kroger, another bit of praise came from Kyllie Lehman, the druggist, another non-theatregoer. She told me what pleasure her child had while attending the theatre on a field trip. Then I was stopped by a cashier, also a non-attendee; she had a child who loved Happily Ever After, too.
A blow to the ego was cancelled out by three positive comments which opened my eyes to the fact that support will come, perhaps not in my lifetime, but in the lifetime of these children who have been engaged, enlightened and enlivened by live theatre. I am reminded of a line from The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie: “Give me a child at an impressionable age, and they are mine for life.” The children will build this new center for arts and education, building block by building block.
I’ve been cast in the APSU opera again. (And, no, you will not have to hear me sing.) I am luxuriating in the youthful exuberance and experiencing the trials and tribulations of young would-be opera singers who are working like banshees to give back to director Lisa Conklin-Bishop all she requests, mining from their nubile experience and their energy-driven newfound skills.
If you have not been to the Interpretive Center at Fort Defiance, you have greatly missed out. Much kudos belong to Judge Sam Boaz for seeing the value of that site and giving it to the city, and to Dr. Howard Winn and Dr. Richard Gildrie, among others, whose tireless efforts have brought this monumental effort to fruition. This Sunday, February 19, at 2pm, would be the perfect time to see the center as part of Clarksville’s Civil War Sesquicentennial Celebration. Dr. Gildrie has penned a docudrama centering on the 1862 surrender of Clarksville and the ramifications thereof. It’s a pleasure to be in a community that has expended its resources toward such an important and worthwhile enterprise. This event is free and open to the public.
The hilarious musical I Love You, You’re Perfect, Now Change continues on Wednesdays and Thursdays at 7pm and Fridays and Saturdays at 8pm, with a 2pm matinee this Saturday.
Yoga starts the day off on Mondays through Saturdays from 8am until 9am, and I could not think of having it otherwise. Tuesday night’s improvisation workshop continues; classes are not linear, so all are welcome from 6pm until 7pm. The cost for each is $10 per class.
See you at the theatre!