Archivalry
I'm sitting at my computer, thinking about how to write all that has passed through my mind since the fateful beginning of this journal. The instant reactions to it's first entry served as a lesson that friendship is stronger than anything else imaginable, even the thought of being informed of what everyone else is thinking. I will not betray my friends, nor will I ever disrespect their feelings and their opinions. Perhaps this blog and what happened are a tribute to that. I love you all. You are my life, and I will never forget that.
And now on to more recent events.
Players. The passing of my second to last show with Court Van Rooten and Lee Smith as my directors and mentors in acting, and in life. The Pinning of Heather Pringle, Madeline Smith, Brian Beers, and Myself. The Roses for my best friend, Hal Martin, and Brian Murphy. These are milestones in a Players life. The awarding of a Rose is like no other, in my mind. The awarding of a Dozen, unheard of for most.
I have been a member of the audience lucky enough to see the Dozen Roses awarded. After my 7 plays, it has happened only once. In his senior year, with the Board, the Directors, the Players, and the Crew all in tears of joy and sorrow, Sam Rogers lay down his name in Players history. He was president, and in tears himself, although I don't think the smile left his face during that night. The applause that ensued after this final award was unforgettable.
The Roses that year were also remarkable...almost the entire Board I believe. Each Board member stood and talked about the person being awarded the Rose. This year's fall show consisted of the largest cast in Players history, I believe. Yes, even larger than Patience. And while rehearsals are wonderful, the official cast party is forced into the actual theatre, and it has a tendency to be, well, lessened in value and meaning when taking place there. The lobby is tradition, and will always remain so to me. I just don't feel right trying to mimic the closeness, the feeling, and the entire atmosphere. And it can't really be done.
There's only one thing left to be seen. The rumors that have been completely silent during my last couple years were of a box of chocolates being the final rung on the ladder that exists after the Pin. Confirmation? Perhaps...one can only wait and see. I've never heard of it being awarded to anyone, but I do know what I heard in my freshman year, which is that it does exist...
My wonderful Players...apparently people liked my scene. Monty, Claire, and I all thought it was quite ridiculous, but it just goes to show you...something. Bottom line is I love you all.
MIS MIS GEH
And now on to more recent events.
Players. The passing of my second to last show with Court Van Rooten and Lee Smith as my directors and mentors in acting, and in life. The Pinning of Heather Pringle, Madeline Smith, Brian Beers, and Myself. The Roses for my best friend, Hal Martin, and Brian Murphy. These are milestones in a Players life. The awarding of a Rose is like no other, in my mind. The awarding of a Dozen, unheard of for most.
I have been a member of the audience lucky enough to see the Dozen Roses awarded. After my 7 plays, it has happened only once. In his senior year, with the Board, the Directors, the Players, and the Crew all in tears of joy and sorrow, Sam Rogers lay down his name in Players history. He was president, and in tears himself, although I don't think the smile left his face during that night. The applause that ensued after this final award was unforgettable.
The Roses that year were also remarkable...almost the entire Board I believe. Each Board member stood and talked about the person being awarded the Rose. This year's fall show consisted of the largest cast in Players history, I believe. Yes, even larger than Patience. And while rehearsals are wonderful, the official cast party is forced into the actual theatre, and it has a tendency to be, well, lessened in value and meaning when taking place there. The lobby is tradition, and will always remain so to me. I just don't feel right trying to mimic the closeness, the feeling, and the entire atmosphere. And it can't really be done.
There's only one thing left to be seen. The rumors that have been completely silent during my last couple years were of a box of chocolates being the final rung on the ladder that exists after the Pin. Confirmation? Perhaps...one can only wait and see. I've never heard of it being awarded to anyone, but I do know what I heard in my freshman year, which is that it does exist...
My wonderful Players...apparently people liked my scene. Monty, Claire, and I all thought it was quite ridiculous, but it just goes to show you...something. Bottom line is I love you all.
MIS MIS GEH
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