My First Time Acting Since 1999

I had no idea that a little over a month ago when I threw ramen noodles, instant oatmeal, and old Beanie Babies from the back of my Jeep in the Fort Payne Christmas parade, that I was accidentally auditioning for the upcoming annual Children’s Advocacy Center “dinner and a show” play.

As we slowly rode past what seemed to be the majority of the population of the town in the parade, I was doing my best to shout out anyone’s name I knew, as I sported my ugly Christmas sweater… not giving much thought to how theatrical of a spectacle I was making of myself.

Just a couple days after the parade, I was recruited to be in the play.

Not a coincidence. That was my audition.

Acting was a huge part of my childhood and my connection with the town of Fort Payne. From 3rd grade until my Senior year of high school, I was regularly performing in plays and musicals; whether they were through the local community theater group, or a church, or the school.

Specifically, I am what is referred to as a “character actor”… not the lead. I naturally transform into any version of a character that needs to show up for comic relief. That has always been my speciality.

It is no different for the upcoming “Jukebox Diner”, in which I play two different characters like this:

-An overeager romantic who is on the search for his 4th wife, having just finished a brief stint in prison.

-A grumpy old man who is well-informed of what’s going on in town, thanks to regularly monitoring everyone’s posts on “the Facebook”.

I love the challenge of playing two completely different characters, each with their own personalities and accents, showing up on stage just minutes apart from each other.

Now that I think about it, I haven’t actually been in a play since my senior year of high school, in 1999. So… I haven’t officially acted on a stage in nearly 27 years! But for me, it’s simply second nature to me to do theater again.

We’ve now made it through our first couple of weeks of practice and it is really starting to get fun. Opening night is coming up soon!

Show dates: February 5, 6, 7, 9, 12, 13 and 14.

To reserve your tickets, call the Children’s Advocacy Center at 256-997-9700.

Dear Jack: Your Birdhouse You Built in Shop Class

15 years, 2 months.

Dear Jack,

Nearly a month ago on Christmas Eve, you decided to join me in the annual Twins’ 5K Run just across the street from where we live. That inspired Mommy and your sister, as well as Nonna and Papa to come too.

Afterwards, back at our house, you proudly showed Papa the birdhouse you built in shop class at high school. He was impressed with your craftmanship. So was your shop teacher- he told you that you got the highest grade in the class!

I made it through high school without ever having to take shop class. That wouldn’t have gone well for me.

But for you, it totally makes sense! You have the mind of an engineer. I’ve always said it.

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: Yardwork on Christmas Eve

9 years, 7 months.

Dear Holly,

You and your cousin Darla decided to join in on the Twins’ 5K Run on Christmas Eve, about a month ago.

Once we all got back to our house, the sun was out, so you both took it upon yourselves to rake up the leaves that had fallen in our front yard; after I did my final mow for the year.

Your brother saw you both working and he decided to help out as well.

It’s little moments like this that remind me… this is what life is all about.

Little memories like this are big memories to me.

Love,

Daddy

Dear Jack: You Are the Same Height as Mommy Now?

15 years, 1 month.

Dear Jack,

There’s no way around it. I started noticing around Christmas that in pictures now, you and Mommy appear to be the same height:

5′ 6″.

So now, the new questions become A) when will you outgrow her and B) at what point will you catch up to me, at 5′ 9″?

Assuming it helps, I continue to bake you two baked potatoes and cook you 4 eggs everyday when you get home from school… and then you still eat a full dinner after that.

It appears to be helping!

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: Your Brother Seems Nicer to You Now?

9 years, 7 months.

Dear Holly,

One of our family’s traditions is to go to Mentone Market for dinner on Saturday nights. Part of that ritual includes us stopping by the Dollar General at the bottom of the mountain on the way home, so that you and your brother and Mommy can get some kind of candy treat.

While we were there, your brother bought a $5 Zen Fountain; conisting of water flowing up through some stones that came with it.

Your brother decided he wanted to add some more stones to it, so he invited you to go on a ride with him in his UTV to the creek to pick out some new rocks.

Once the two of you collected them, you spent the next couple of days working on the Zen Fountain as a project together.

He also is now regularly giving you his toys that he would otherwise give away. Just a few years ago, he was so proud to order these hilarious plush slippers that look like sneakers.

You proudly accepted them as your own now. I love the way the two of you are getting along these days!

Love,

Daddy