This year, we had a Latin American feast.
Here is this year's menu.
Special thanks to Inland Empire Girl for taking all the pictures. I was too busy cooking to snap some pics.
Pollo En Pina
(Sorry, no picture)
After dinner, we sang "O Come, O Come Emmanuel/Emmanuel" for our guests.
They just don't make movies like "White Christmas" any more.
I still giggle when the General walks into the dining room in his uniform at the end, and sees all the army men sitting in the room.
I get a little weepy.
One of my favorite parts is to sing a long to "Sisters, Sisters".
Now I'm dreaming of my own White Christmas!!
She missed Cross Country season because of the injury.
It was feeling better, and only hurt when she used it for long periods of time. like marching in the parade for U of I Homecoming. And, when her foot was cold, it would ache.
Today, we visited a podiatrist. He was amazed that she had a very diminished ability to flex her big toe, and the one next to it on her right foot. Her big toe on her left foot had 70 percent flexibility, and 60 percent in normal.
Her big toe on her right foot has 25 percent flexibility....not good.
So, to help alleviate some of the pain, she will have some orthodics made to put in her shoes. And hopefully this will help.
I joked with her and told her, if she kept running in track and cross country, someday they would base one of those feel good sports movies on her, the girl who persevered despite the inability to move her toes!!
The doctor was going to consult with some other specialists to see if they had heard of anything like this before. Until then, we are thankful and grateful that she can still run and be active, and that it shouldn't cause any damage by running.
"Write a memory about Christmas related to an experience at school."
here. RP's will be here later.
Many of my memories about Christmas in school center around music.
When I attended Sunnyside Elementary, the sixth graders were the ones to put on the Christmas program.
Christmas programs were a bit different back then, because it wasn't wrong to have something about the birth of Christ in the program.
I still have this vivid memory of Teresa Vergobbi dressed in a black dress and reciting this reading....
When I was in sixth grade, I remember playing my flute for "What Child Is This?"
I also got to direct the band.
And I think it was that year I got to help at the Silver King Christmas program, by being the page turner for Mrs. Williams, our music teacher.
I still love Christmas music. Tonight, I got to perform some Christmas tunes with The Princess and Kiki Aru at the Wallace Elks as part of the Wallace Lighting Ceremony. It isn't every mom that can have such willing kids to go sing Christmas tunes with them. I am blessed!!!
Z2 and PKR were not with us, because they were in Idaho Falls at the State Drama Competition. Z2 and her partner CM made it to the final round in Ensemble Pantomime. We are very proud of them!!!
Speaking of Christmas music, I am going to put a plug in for my blogging friend at Blog My Rabbit. He is doing a holiday countdown of some unique Christmas music...Here is what he says..
I embark on a 27-day blog voyage, offering up daily some of my favorite Christmastime-related tracks to the yuletide spirit, in hopes that the exercise might help me enjoy the season more while annoying those around me less.
I invite you to check out Blog My Rabbit, and enjoy some unique Christmas tunes.
Part of the reason Mrs. Baillie wanted her second graders to meet Mom was because Mom was Mrs. Baillie's second grade teacher.
Mom's book pick was "How The Grinch Stole Christmas" by Dr. Suess. It is one of Mom's favorite Christmas books. Mom has been retired from teaching for 20 years, but she still has the teaching knack. She doesn't just read the story...she engages the students, drawing them in by asking questions.
"What do they call an icebox today?"
"What do we call the horn on Max's head?"
"Do you have a huge feast at Christmas?"
After the story ended, the students asked Mrs. Woolum, the mystery reader, what it was like to be Mrs. Baillie's teacher. Mom explained how students could be paddled back when Mrs. Baillie was in school.
"Did Mrs. Baillie ever get spanked?"
"Was Mrs. Baillie good at Math?"
Some of the students in Mrs. Baillie's room were related to people Mom had been very close to as a teacher. One young man was the great grandson of one of the teacher Mom taught with at Silver King School. Another girl was the great grandaughter of a man who Dad worked with at the Zinc Plant.
Again, there are always connections.
This Saturday I am gathering with some girl friends that all grew up in the Silver Valley, and, at least one time a year, we gather together for lunch, to have a Christmas gift exchange, and to get caught up on life.
After I moved back to Kellogg nine years ago, we started getting together. There are six of us who have been together for almost every lunch each year since Christmas 2001.
I have a history with each of these women.
CM is one of my oldest friends...meaning I have known her since I was four years old. We attended kindergarden together, and her mother babysat me when I was in kindergarden. We attended school together through junior high, then she moved to Coeur d'Alene for a few years. She returned in ninth grade, then we graduated from high school together. We were at U of I together one year. We have know each other for almost 42 years. She now lives in Coeur d'Alene, and is working on her Masters of Social Work degree. Two of our daughters were born within weeks of each other.
BB was also in my kindergarden class. We then were in sixth grade together, and on through graduation. Her daughter is right between Kiki Aru and Z2, so I get to catch up with BB at sporting events, usually track in the spring. BB is a hair stylist in Hayden.
CD came to Kellogg while we were in junior high, but had relatives living in Kellogg, so her Silver Valley roots run deep. She married a guy from Mullan and her mom still lives in Kellogg. Her daughter runs cross country and her son runs track, so again, I see her at sporting events.
PS was a Pinehurst girl, so I didn't meet her until junior high. She is the "planner". She always gets our get together organized. PS has the youngest child of all of us. As many of us have children out on their own, or in middle school or high school, PS has a daughter in grade school, and loves every moment of it!!
TF returned to the Silver Valley the same summer we did, and both of our husbands were hired by the Wallace School District the same year. Our oldest daughters graduated from high school together, and we occasionally run into each other as well.
MR is a new comer to our luncheon this year. She was raised in Kellogg, and I got to know her when she came to Sunnyside School in fourth grade. Her mother was my Campfire leader for many years. She was a fellow flute player, and we were always in competition for first chair. One of my memories of MR is when, in sixth grade, the Little League babeball allowed girls for the first time to try out for a team. Both MR and I tried out and made the same team. She was the best player on the team....I was the worst. MR moved away after our freshman year and moved to Wisconsin. She is know back in Kellogg, and I look forward to rekindling our friendship after many, many years.
My brother also sees the value in gathering with his friends. For many years, Thanksgiving has been a time for him to reconnect with his high school buddies, either somewhere in Oregon, or here in the Silver Valley. For him, the catalyst for spending time with old friends was our father's funeral. He was very moved by the way Dad's friends responded as Dad lay in his bed dieing of cancer, and how his many friends he grew up with in the Silver Valley came and spent time with him as he lay in bed. My brother realized there was a special bond between Dad and his friends, and he wanted to experience that bond with the buddies he grew up with as well.
And I, too, realize the specialness in old friends. AL will not be with us on Saturday, but is arriving on Sunday to be here in the Silver Valley for about a month. AL and I can say one or two words, and be on the floor laughing, remember a funny story or joke from years gone by. It has been too long since I spend time with AL, and I look forward to getting caught up, and laughing until I cry.
KM is like that as well. She will also miss the lunch on Saturday, but will be here at her parent's house for Christmas, so we will find some time to get together. KM's house and my house had kitty corner back yards. Again, I have known KM since I was three or four years old.
What amazes me is the remarkable women the friends of mine have become, with beautiful families. Yes, there have been struggles....grief, pain, life....but we gather together, and it doesn't matter, because our bond is stronger than the circumstances of life.
We are social workers, nurses, mothers, wives, counselors, educators, lovers, friends, volunteers, hair stylists, insurance industry workers, substitute teachers, daughters.
Our roots go back to the hey days of the Silver Valley, when mining was big, and smelter smoke was even bigger!! But we didn't care.
It has forged in us a connection that we never want to break, as we continue our ritual of our yearly Christmas gathering, to share stories, share gifts, share lives.
While driving to Wallace tonight, many people took advantage of the good weather after Thanksgiving to put up their Christmas lights.
I need to take some time in the next few days to get our nativity scene outside. We do have our Christmas swag on the front door.
Then up come the boxes and boxes of decorations.
The tree must be purchased and put up and decorated.
Recipes to be gone over to see what Christmas goodies I will make this year.
Presents need to be wrapped.
This Saturday I am having my annual Christmas luncheon with my high school friends. This will be our ninth year meeting together. It will be so fun.
I will also be singing Christmas songs with a group at the Wallace Elks on Saturday night.
We are in the midst of practicing for the "Christmas Festival of Music" at Mountain View Congregational Church. This will be Sunday evening, December 13th at 6:30 p.m. Our family is singing, and we are also singing in some smaller groups. It should be a very fun night.
Then there are the school Christmas concerts. Kiki Aru will be in the Kellogg Middle School band concert on December 10th, and Z2 will be performing almost every night the following week, with her Kellogg High School band concert, choir concert, and Joy Bells concerts the following week.
Christmas music and Christmas concerts are always a great way to get in the holiday spirit.
I hope each and every one of you is enjoying the beginning of this most wonderful time of the year!!!
Oh well, it was a busy day here.
We threw PKR a birthday open house, and so we were busy all day cleaning house, and preparing for the birthday open house.
PKR is in a barbershop quartet called "The Debonairs", and they started off the festivities with about half an hour of singing.
It was fun to have people drop in and visit with them.
When you turn 50, you sure do get some funny birthday cards.
The girls even joined with us to do our "special" version of "The Twelve Days of Christmas".
It was a very fun evening, so it was worth not making my deadline.
Then we watched "Angels and Demons" and cleaned up and headed for bed.
I just finished reading a book by Timothy Egan titled "The Worst Hard Time".
It is a story of people who lived through the Dust Bowl in the 1930's, in the states of Kansas, Oklahoma, Nebraska, Texas, Colorado and New Mexico.
I remember reading "The Grapes of Wrath" by John Steinbeck, about people leaving the Dust Bowl.
This is a factual account of people who stayed and lived through these years.
It is a story of how the plowing up of grassland to grow wheat caused the land to create dust storms.
As I read this book and read how these people lived year after year, with continual dust storms coming through for over 10 years, drought, the stripping of the land so things cannot be grown. Dust pneumonia was a new phenomenon that killed people because of all the dust they breathed in and collected in their lungs.
People went crazy.
But some survived. And they continued to live in "no man lands" as this area was referred to in the book.
And this book is their stories.
It was very well written and a very informative look at a piece of our country's history.
I am thankful for my three daughters, Z2, Kiki Aru and The Princess.
They are each so very unique, but yet are definitely sisters.
Some people shudder when they hear I have three teenage daughters living at home.
I love this time of their lives. I understand teenagers. I understand girls. I love having three teenage daughters.
Oh, yes, there are the hormonal ups and downs, the sibling fighting, the times when I ask, "Do I know you?"...
but that is okay. Because most of the time, they are funny, intelligent, talented, creative,caring girls who make me laugh and smile, who love God with all their heart and soul, and I feel proud that they are my girls.
I am thankful for three teenage daughters.
I will be making some dinner rolls for Thanksgiving tomorrow, and then some French bread and other breads as well.
And perhaps I'll make some Cinnamon or Orange rolls for breakfast tomorrow.
Nothing beats the smell of bread baking in the oven.
In a time when single motherhood was not very common, both of my grandmothers raised their families without the help of a husband.
Grandma Woolum's husband left her, and he eventually died when my dad was fairly young. My Grandma stayed in Wardner and Kellogg, and raised her family until health concerns had her moving to Spokane, where she continued to live until she passed away.
Grandma West's husband also left, and they eventually divorced. He relocated to Mexico, and remarried.
Grandma West raised her family in Orofino, Idaho.
Both were strong, loving women, and I am proud to be a product of these two wonderful women.
We just started working on our next play, and we are fortunate to have a director with a vision.
I'll write more later.
Okay, now I can write a bit better after a good night's sleep.
Yesterday, I finished a run of "Here We Sit" at the Sixth Street Theater.
Now, PKR and I have started rehearsal for "I Do! I Do!", a musical about a couple's 50 years of marriage, and the ups and downs they experienced. We are the only two in the show, so it will be quite a workout!!
We are fortunate to have Carrie Stuart Parks directing the show. We sat down with her for a table read last week, and it is already evident she has a real vision for the show, our characters, and what she wants us to do. It is so exciting!!!
So, call now for reservations. It isn't too early! 1-877-SIXTHST!!
We run Jan. 8, 9, 10, 15, 16, 17, 22, 23, 24.
How good and pleasant it is
when brothers live together in unity!
I am thankful to dwell in unity with Christian brothers and sisters around the world, knowing that each of us believes that Jesus Christ is our Savior, and that God loved the world so much that He gave His son Jesus, and if we believe in Him, we will not perish but have everlasting life.
I have had wonderful encounters with people, and once we realized Christianity was our common thread, it was like we were old friends.
One of my more special Christian brothers in unity moment was two summer ago, when I visited the National Cathedral in Washington D.C., and attended a service in the basement of the Cathedral, in a small chapel. People from around the world opened up and shared how they had Hope because of Jesus Christ. I shared communion with these people, breaking the break and drinking the wine, just as Jesus commanded us to do.
Unity is pleasant. Unity brings peace. Unity brings love. Unity brings joy.
I am thankful for unity.
I am so thankful for my two siblings.
This following passage from the essay "One Village" by Naomi Shihab Neye reminds me of the connection I share with my two siblings, and what it is like to be together in Kellogg.
Feelings crowd in on me; maybe this is what it means to be in your genetic home. That you will feel on fifty levels at once, the immediate as well as the level of blood, the level of uncles, of weeping in the pillow at night, weddings and graves, level of the secret and unseen. Maybe this is heritage, that deep well that gives us more than we deserve. Each time I write or walk or think, I drop a bucket in. Staring at my grandmother, my Sitti, as she sits on the low bed, rocking back and forth in time with conversation, tapping her fingertips on her knees, I think, this is the nectar off which I feed.
I am thankful for the my husband, who has brought romance into my life for over 25 years.
Today PKR turned 50 years old, and, since this was a rather busy day with kids going every which way, we all gathered together for breakfast. We put some candles on a "birthday scone" and also had some fried potatoes. All five of us ate breakfast together for PKR's 50th birthday.
Last night Z2 and I "decorated" his classroom at Kellogg High School with balloons and Z2 brought some of his high school and college memorabilia, and put it up in his class. I photocopied some old high school yearbook photos, and made flyers that I posted throughout the school. It was hard to miss it was his birthday at school today.
PKR is a pie man, so I baked him an apple pie and also made him a huckleberry/rhubarb cobbler, and took it to school, and shared it with the KHS faculty.
Tonight, PKR and Z2 have the final night of KHS's production of "One Mad Night". As soon as I locate my card reader, I will download some pictures from the production. It was very funny.
Yes, I am married to someone who has been alive for half a century. Wow.
I am thankful for times of quiet.
If I don't get that quiet time to myself each day to pray, reflect, talk to God, and sometimes just sit back and do nothing, I do not function my best.
I like praying, and letting God show me things. I like having people brought to mind that I can pray for, or perhaps send a card to, or pick up the phone and call.
In the midst of life, a quiet time is a must. We need time to sit and listen. To be refreshed. To be rejuvenated.
The assignment is this: Think back to a movie you remember watching at our house in Kellogg, name the movie, what it was about, and what makes you remember watching it at the house.
I remember during a time growing up that one of the Spokane television stations, I am thinking it was KXLY, showed movies in the afternoon. One movie I remember watching more than once was "The Greatest Show on Earth".
This Academy Award winning movie is about the circus, and had a all star cast, including Betty Hutton, Dorothy Lamour, Charlton Heston and Jimmy Stewart. And more than once, I remember sitting there with my dad watching this movie. Me coming home after a day at Sunnyside School, and he from working all day at the Zinc Plant at the Bunker Hill Company.
And I always remembered the last line of the movie...
That's all, ladies and gentlemen, that's all. Come again to the greatest show on earth. Bring the children. Bring the old folks. You can shake the sawdust off your feet, but you can't shake it outta your heart. Come again, folks. The Greatest Show on Earth. Come again.
If you don't remember this movie, here is a trailer. It might jar your memory.
There truly are angels among us in the Kellogg School District.
Today, I was overwhelmed with good will, because of some wonderful people.
Because of some kind-hearted souls, a coat drive has be started at KHS. It started when PE realized one of her students didn't have a winter coat to wear, and I realized someone had left a man's coat here about a year ago, and so I washed it up, and this student now has a winter coat. They are hoping to get warm coats to other students as well.
JD is one of the most giving people I know at KMS. Whenever a student or their family is in distress, she sends out the word, and before you know it her classroom is overflowing with items for families in need. Just this past week, three of our students lost their father. We were able to gather together many bags full of food to send to the family. What a blessing.
My day started of this morning with all the KHS freshmen and sophomores gathering together in the KHS gym to put the food they had brought in to put in laundry baskets to provide turkey dinners for 14 needy families in the Silver Valley. How wonderful to see some of the baskets overflowing with food. And our KHS staff was also generous, donating money to purchase turkeys for each of the baskets.
Today was one of those days when you realize there are some really wonderful people in this world who really care about kids, and other people.
When I lived in Meridian, I was part of the cast of "Oklahoma" during the 50th anniversary of Boise Music Week. We performed it in the Morrison Center on the Boise State University Campus.
I am thankful I got to be a part of that "Oklahoma" production. I have always loved musical theater, and am also thankful I get to continue to perform musicals in our local community theater.
I love the hope this passage gives to the reader, especially when things are going hard, and life isn't going that great. Our hope is always in God, who will always see us through.
I also like that this chapter is an Acrostic Poem, where each line of the poem begins with the first letter of the Hebrew Alphabet. Below is Lamentations 3, with the Hebrew translation next to each verse.
As I read through this chapter, it remind me of the book I am currently reading titled "The Worst Hard Time" by Timothy Egan. It is a book about the Dust Bowl in the early 1930's. As I read the words from Lamentations 3:29 that says "Let him put his mouth in the dust, if so be there may be hope."
It took strength from those people who continued to live in the harsh, barren, dusty land on the plains of Kansas, Oklahoma, Texas, New Mexico and Colorado during those drought-stricken early years of the 1930's. But many continued to hope, and believe that things would get better.
Often our lives can seem overwhelming. We find ourselves in a dark place. We become despondent, and it is hard to function.
But, if we turn to God's Word, we know our hope is in God.
"Surely the Lord's mercies are not consumed, surely His compassions fail not. They are new every morning. Great is thy faithfulness." vs. 22 and 23.
Lamentations Chapter 3 אֵיכָה
I am thankful for being a part of the Sixth Street Melodrama and Theater here in the Silver Valley.
I first began my Sixth Street journey in the fall of 2004 in a Christmas show called "I'll Be Home for Christmas."
The following summer, I was in one of the summer melodrama productions.
Since then, I have been in musicals, comedies, and more melodramas. I have had the opportunity to act, sing, write a melodrama, direct two melodramas, and one musical revue.
It has helped nurture my creativity in ways I never thought possible.
I have gained confidence through my time on the stage.
My whole family loves performing on stage, and singing and acting. What a blessing that we all have this common love.
I-D-A-H-O!! Idaho, Idaho, Go, Go, Go!!
Today I am very thankful for the lovely ladies I meet with on a monthly basis who are in my book group.
We have been meeting together for five years now. We started the fall of 2004, and only have had one member move away, then got another to replace her.
We have read a variety of books over the years, from best selling novels, to non-fiction, and ones that really surprised me because of how good they were.
We often call it our monthly "therapy session". We solve the world's problems. Yeah, we may get around to talking about the book, especially if it was a really good one, but mostly we get together to enjoy each other's company.
And we have about a 20 year age span between all of us. I am the youngster of the group. I love sharing time with these beautiful women who have taught me so many things over the years, and we have created quite a bond.
Next month we are having our annual Christmas book club, where we have a cookie exchange, and usually share small gifts, and we are each bringing a Christmas story to share.
Most of the time, we all make it to book group. Sometimes one can't make it. But we have had a pretty good track record.
I am so thankful for these ladies...these lovely, lovely ladies.
I absolutely love Veteran's Day, and paying tribute to our Veterans.
We are fortunate in the Silver Valley to have many opportunities to honor the men and women who have served and continue to serve our country.
Today I attended the Veteran's Day assemblies at both Kellogg Middle School and Kellogg High School. Both were very well done, and made me proud to be on staff at both these schools, and have daughters who were a part of the both assemblies.
At KMS, Kiki Aru was part of the band that played a beautiful patriotic melody. The main speaker was a man named Bill White who served in the Vietnam War. He shared how proud he was to serve his country, but that coming home was very hard, because it wasn't a very welcoming homecoming.
At KHS, Z2 played in the band, and also sang in the Select Choir. Bob McKay spoke about the new Veteran's Memorial in Kellogg, and ways Veterans are involved in the community.
As part of the KHS assembly, four Boy Scouts performed the flag folding ceremony. This ceremony explains what each of the 13 folds of the flag means, when a flag is presented to a deceased servicemen's family, or a policeman or fireman.
Here is what the Boy Scouts shared today during the assembly:
- The first fold of our flag is a symbol of life.
- The second fold is a symbol of our belief in the eternal life.
- The third fold is made in honor and remembrance of the veteran departing our ranks who gave a portion of life for the defense of our country to attain a peace throughout the world.
- The fourth fold represents our weaker nature, for as American citizens trusting in God, it is to Him we turn in times of peace as well as in times of war for His divine guidance.
- The fifth fold is a tribute to our country, for in the words of Stephen Decatur, "Our country, in dealing with other countries, may she always be right; but it is still our country, right or wrong."
- The sixth fold is for where our hearts lie. It is with our heart that we pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America, and to the republic for which it stands, one nation, under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.
- The seventh fold is a tribute to our Armed Forces, for it is through the Armed Forces that we protect our country and our flag against all her enemies, whether they be found within or without the boundaries of our republic.
- The eighth fold is a tribute to the one who entered in to the valley of the shadow of death, that we might see the light of day, and to honor mother, for whom it flies on mother's day.
- The ninth fold is a tribute to womanhood; for it has been through their faith, love, loyalty and devotion that the character of the men and women who have made this country great have been molded.
- The tenth fold is a tribute to father, for he, too, has given his sons and daughters for the defense of our country since they were first born.
- The eleventh fold, in the eyes of a Hebrew citizen, represents the lower portion of the seal of King David and King Solomon, and glorifies, in their eyes, the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.
- The twelfth fold, in the eyes of a Christian citizen, represents an emblem of eternity and glorifies, in their eyes, God the Father, the Son, and Holy Ghost.
When the flag is completely folded, the stars are uppermost, reminding us of our national motto, "In God we Trust."
After the flag is completely folded and tucked in, it takes on the appearance of a cocked hat, ever reminding us of the soldiers who served under General George Washington and the sailors and marines who served under Captain John Paul Jones who were followed by their comrades and shipmates in the Armed Forces of the United States, preserving for us the rights, privileges, and freedoms we enjoy today.
Also as part of the KHS assembly, each veteran was asked to come up to the podium, say their name, what branch of the service they served in, and how long they served. What a stirring moment to watch men I have seen my whole life get up and share how they served their country to preserve our freedoms. Men like John Yergler, Jack Etherton, Louis Groves, Mike Groves, Jim Lewis and Joe Peak.
Then PKR and I sang a Patriotic Medley at the Wallace Elks tonight, as part of a short program they did to honor the veterans. It was a wonderful tribute.
At each of the Veteran's Day ceremonies, I was also impressed with the KHS JrROTC students who presented the flag. They do such a nice job, and my heart wells with pride as I watch these young men and women take their job of presenting the colors so seriously.
Thank you, Veterans, for your sacrifice to this wonderful country in which we live.
There is something about his music that touches me, and I love listening to his songs.
I was very excited to hear about an upcoming tour with James Taylor and Carole King. I hope they get close, because that is a concert I would not want to miss!!
Here is one of the reasons why I am thankful for the music of James Taylor.
I am thankful that PKR and I get to perform in the two person musical "I Do! I Do!" in January at the Sixth Street Theater.
I am thankful that we get the opportunity to use our love of performing to help people in the Silver Valley.
We have chosen three different Silver Valley charities to donate some of the proceeds to from the performances.
Below is a letter from our board president, Vern Hanson, about how people can help become royalty sponsors for the show, so we have more money to donate to charities.
Dear Sixth Street Fans—
In January, we will be presenting a two person musical titled “I Do! I Do!”. This show is special and unique because it will give our theater an opportunity to give back to the community by donating part of each weekend’s proceeds to three different Silver Valley Charities, The Shoshone Community Health Clinic, Meals on Wheels and The Women’s Resource Center.
Because we would like to donate a majority of our proceeds to the charities, we would like royalty sponsors to cover the cost of presenting the show each performance. It costs $140 in royalty fees to present “I Do! I Do!” each night. Would you be willing to help cover the cost of one night’s royalty payment, or a partial royalty payment, in order to help us give more back to our community?
“I Do! I Do!” is a musical about a marriage, and the many events happening as a married couple. The show features husband and wife team Paul and Carol Roberts. It will be directed by Carrie Stuart-Parks, and the music will be under the direction of Joy Persoon.
We hope you take this opportunity to help us with this endeavor by becoming a royalty sponsor for this production. Thank you.
Vern Hanson, Sixth Street Theater Board President
I would be willing to donate: _____$25 _____$50 _____$100
Full Royalty Sponsorship _____$140
Please make checks to Sixth Street Theater and drop your check at the ticket desk, or mail donation to:
Sixth Street Theater, Box 1243, Wallace, Idaho 83873
(PLEASE INDICATE ROYALTY PAYMENT ON THE SUBJECT LINE)
What a wonderful opportunity to give back to our precious Silver Valley community. I am thankful for this opportunity!!