Tough one, this St. Paddy’s Day. Lots of uncertainty. But lots of genuine altruism abounds toward the well-being of our community. Paramount’s leaders are learning, engaging, assessing. At the office, we’ve been encouraged strongly to work from home for the next two weeks but really who knows what lies ahead? The coming days will undoubtedly warrant adjustments. Yet throughout this remarkable company there is a calm and determined dedication to doing the very best that can be done. Schedules are suspended, looking out for everyone’s safety. We just have to wait and see. Know, dear friends, there are daily sessions proactively configuring solutions to what can be expected – and unexpected. Whatever the unknown might bring, take heart; we are in good hands here – caring and competent, most excellent.
I so miss our World Premiere production of The Secret of My Success; its brilliant creators and stunning cast, music and sweet, goofy heart. The outpouring of praise and regrets on closing Thursday night will never be forgotten. As tough as times are, folks will always remember being the first audience to see that Broadway-sized dazzle and the deeply-felt message so expertly rendered right here at Paramount in Downtown Aurora. And I’m so sorry for the ticket holders’ disappointment on the show’s abrupt cancellation, the warranted cautionary measure by Gov. Pritzker and state and local health officials. (Those patrons have received an automatic account credit to use for any future performance at Paramount Theatre or RiverEdge Park).
We will get through this as those before have throughout trying times, the worst of times. Seems to me the way to take care of yourself is to take care of others. Cliches come from truths, truisms: we’re all in this together.
Yesterday was my first day out after staying in all weekend. It was good to actually get out to Walgreens to pick up a prescription and to Jewel for soap, frozen food, fresh blueberries and supplies (fried chicken and beer!). It was a venture, so weird and cautious with Lysol wipes in my pocket. I was curious as to the empty shelves streamed in the media and the feel, the atmosphere, the energy of folks. Some avoid eye-contact, attached to their phones, while others are present and open to greet and respond to a Hi!, Hey there! How ya doin’? The small talk creates mutual support, even good cheer. But it was compellingly different to the stress weary, fraught faces of some. I want to assure them it’s going to be alright. But what do I know? We will get through this as those before have throughout trying times, the worst of times. Seems to me the way to take care of yourself is to take care of others. Cliches come from truths, truisms: we’re all in this together. Support where and how you can. Whether its local businesses, your theater or each other – the more you give the more you get. God bless!
Love & thanks,