I’d like to see Beckwith repeat ‘Always Patsy Cline’Published 2:14am Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Not too long ago I saw a big article in my Herald-Palladium paper about the play “Forever Plaid” that was coming to the Mendel Center stage at Lake Michigan College.
There was a large colored picture of the boys in their plaid suits.
It brought back my memory of when my wife and I saw this play three times when Beckwith Theatre put it on.
I think the first time was 2005.
Of course, the one in Benton Harbor was a traveling professional group at Mendel and tickets were $35 and $39.
To think, we got to see this show at the Beckwith for, I think, only $10 and, in my opinion, the boys in the Dowagiac cast were all pros.
I recall telling Joe Krueger, Dave Carew, Jim Keech and Timothy Borst after their first performance, you guys should be touring on the road as you would be a hit everywhere.
We took two of our friends to see it at our second time, and I talked to other folks who went back a second time.
I’d sure like to see “Always Patsy Cline” repeated some time.
Again, I must say we in Dowagiac are fortunate to have our Beckwith Theatre and the talent of so many local actors.
I don’t know why, but every once in a while something that happened years ago comes into my mind.
As I was reading the paper the other day, out of nowhere, I asked my wife if she remembered years ago on our way home from a trip down south when we stopped at a filling station and in the restroom I found a high school class ring lying on the lavatory. She said yes.
We came on home and I put an ad in the South Bend paper that I had found the ring and where.
I got a call from the boy who had lost it. He lived in Lakeside or Lakeview, Ind.
So we put the ring in the box and sent it to him. I never got a thank-you back from him.
I can’t recall, but it was quite some time that went by and I got a nice letter from the boy’s mother. She said she was going through her son’s dresser and she found the box with the ring that I had sent and the note where I had found it.
She included a nice thank-yu note, but nothing else.
It sort of left us with a mystery. Had her son gone on to college or did he die or what?
“Cardinal Charlie” Gill writes a nostalgic weekly column about growing up in the Grand Old City. E-mail him at firstname.lastname@example.org.