October 28, 1995 – Saturday – 11:30 a.m.

I did backstage tech again on Thursday night for Tweetsie Railroad.  The girl who knows Matt was not there, even though she was supposed to be.  So I didn’t go to Salisbury Friday night like I thought I would.

However, on Thursday night I did meet a 22-year-old dance teacher who offered me free dance classes just so I could be a partner for her girls.  That’s cool, but I think I’d have to have my own car in order to really commit to it.

Since I didn’t go to Salisbury last night, Dan, Allen, Vince and I went to Boone instead.  We met up with Kristen and a bunch of her friends.  We all ate at Macado’s and went to see a movie called Powder.  I really liked it.  Powder was played by the guy who played Young Indiana Jones.

I saw Mr. Angel at the theater, as well as Lisa, Syndi, and Dr. Speer.  Ted, Tracey’s ex-boyfriend was part of Kristen’s gang.  It was good seeing him again.  We went to someone’s house afterwards and played Taboo.

My brother called me this morning.  He is seeing a hispanic girl.

. . .

I just got off the phone with Lisa.  She called me while I was writing and wanted to talk about praying and how to do it.  She’s so adorable.

I’m going to go see Little Women today at Avery High School.  Laura, Molly, and Crystal are in it.

Brian White and Justice are in concert on Halloween again.  Just like last year.

October is almost over.

1995 is almost over.

Tomorrow is here.

Something happened yesterday however that will stick with me forever.  I’m confident I’ll never forget it.

While at Macado’s, a party of four sat down at the table in front of us.  It was three girls and one guy.  When they sat down one girl looked at me and then a look of amazement filled her face.  Her eyes widened and she took a deep breath.  Her three other friends then turned and looked at me and had the same reaction.  The whole night they kept looking at me, smiling, and then whispering to each other.

Then finally, as we were getting ready to leave, the guy from the group came up to me and said, “Excuse me, do you go to Lees-McRae?”

“Yes.”  I said.

“Were you in Antigone?”


“As the Messenger?!”


His face lit up.  All of the girls’ faces lit up and he just shouted, “We thought that was you!  You did the greatest job man!  It was so funny!”  He went on and on singing my praises.  I didn’t know what else to do, but to simply say thank you.

Needless to say, I left Macado’s with huge smile on my face.  I felt famous.  And it felt like that wasn’t going to be the last time I would feel that way.

For that moment, I was an actor.  And I had left an impression.

My dream had come true.