For the love of theater…
I grew up in the theater. Warren Players was a place to escape after a long day at school or work. It was full of familiar faces and friendly people. You did not have to have money to help with a play. You did not have to have any acting skills or theater experience to be part of a production. You didn’t have to be anyone to be part of one of the “longest continually running community theater groups in the country.” From the age of seven, I did odd jobs around the theater and landed on stage a few times in bit parts. I was a stagehand a couple of times. I found my strength, ultimately, in lights and sound. My years at Warren Players meant a lot to me. I can remember being awe-struck by Bob and Connie Weiland, directors of the play in which I landed my first role. The show producers and directors were like mentors to me. They were people who were dedicated to putting on a “Broadway worthy” show in a small community theater.
I remember constantly looking at the old cast photos that lined the wall in our former Water Street location. I could only dream of being a lead in a show one day. A few times I had my chance, but soon discovered that lights and sound were my favorite way to contribute to a show. Jim Senger mentored me on my first time out in the lighting booth. Mike Kolos was also around to give me pointers, especially when it came to me blowing circuits when overloading the light board. This tightly-knit community enriched my life.











