The White Queen Thanks You

You always hear about those mothers who never missed a little league game or a recital, who were on the sidelines for all the major events. You hear less about the dads, the grandparents, the aunts, uncles, cousins and friends who make up the audiences of the world's community theatres and small-scale ballparks. I mean, when a group of kids from a suburb of a smallish city puts on a play in a converted garage, do you think the people sitting in the folding chairs got their tickets through Artix? They certainly didn't stand in line for front row seats. Those people are there because they love somebody in the play. Or because they are really bad at saying no. Whatever the reason, I'd like to say thanks to the people who support the arts on the smallest possible scale, especially the ones who saw Golda play the White Queen in Alice in Wonderland last weekend.

Golda's heart is squarely in the theatre. She got the script for this little play and had her lines down hours later. She loves everything about acting. Without an audience, however, there is no art, and without encouragement, nothing grows. Thanks to Grandma, Grandpa, Coco, Bill, Tricia, Alex, Jennie, Lexie, Rob, Michelle, Jake, Ellison and Ruby's friends for being the village that it takes to raise this "drama queen." Golda, you were great!