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Showing posts with label Ralph Rodgers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ralph Rodgers. Show all posts

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Evita - Argentina's Pride

To hear it you may need to pause the playlist on the top right sidebar.


Natalie and I enjoyed Evita at Rodger's Memorial Theater last week. I was impressed by how timely this story is for America today. Peronism sounded a lot like Obamism (and the unemployment rate continued to rise to 10.2 percent, up from 9.8 percent in September, the highest level since 1983). When the people are down, they hunger for someone who is beautiful, who talks smoothly, makes promises beyond what is real and lulls them into the concept of change - any change - they think it will be better than what they have. In times of economic recession and depression we are vulnerable in many ways. Much good can come of change but we still need to be careful that it's the right change. And, there will be supporters and detractors. It was said that when Eva Peron died, there were sounds of weeping and corks popping. Like most politicians and leaders she had her adoring crowd and critics who hated her or considered her more self-serving than selfless. She worked for the poor, but dressed lavishly herself. Interesting dichotomy. I do believe you can't have backbone and not offend someone!

The production we saw was outstanding. It is not an easy show but the costumes, sets and talent were all superb! Davis County is building a new arts center with a fantastic theater to open in 2011 and I'm very excited. I love local theater. Ralph's dream has been fulfilled and they have outgrown the little theater he started. I hope they will include some remembrance of him when they build the new one and that they don't forget their roots and that they honor him with some sort of acknowledgment for bringing quality local theater to Davis County. Maybe they could name a section after him, like how Hale has the "Black Box" perhaps this one can have the RGR Memorial Rehearsal Hall, or small theater within the theater named for him.

Saturday, August 2, 2008

A Blast from the Past

Another Debbie, from another time...



And, right after they were married... (These are Carrie Fisher's cute parents)


Believe it or not we used to think game shows like What's My Line were great fun! The celebrities that show up on Leno and Letterman just don't look or sound cute and sweet like her. When my parents went to Las Vegas once, they brought me back a program from a show at the Stardust Casino where they had seen several celebrities. Debbie's was one of the autographs my mom obtained for me. I don't know exactly how old I was - maybe in Junior High??? Anyway, we enjoyed her in the Tammy movies.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VXFTVhZ79TU - Clean, romantic, fun movies you could send your kids to see without apology or explanation.

And, who can forget Singin' in the Rain? Later, I came to appreciate her in The Unsinkable Molly Brown, then my senior year it was chosen for our high school musical under the direction or, who else? RGR. I was the student director, AKA, "Chief Gopher, sidekick, transportation, and other duties as assigned."

Monday, July 28, 2008

Ralph and Joan Rodgers

Sunday night Jenn, Fred, the kids and I visited with Joan Rodgers, wife of Ralph G. Rodgers, Jr. who passed away in 1996 after an incredible career in music and teaching in Utah. He also loved and served the Samoan people, having been the mission president there as well as being a young missionary earlier in his life. His resume is exhaustive. I will highlight a few things about this great man. Joan was definitely the wind beneath his wings and it was delightful to visit with her. She lives with most of her grown children and grandchildren in Arizona now so it was a rare opportunity. The Centerville Theater was renamed Rodgers Memorial Theater for it's founder after his death. There is no doubt he is directing the heavenly Tabernacle Choir even now. This man accomplished much in his short life. He passed away when just 60 years old.

Ralph and Joan Rodgers - photo taken at the time they served in Samoa as mission presidents.
I was privileged to have Ralph as my choir teacher in high school. My family got to know him through his work (Jenn at first in a performing arts class, later the theater). He had a hysterical sense of humor - a dry wit and as Jenn said, sometimes he was "scary." Intimidating might be a better word, but he knew how to get people to respond to him like few people do. He also had a mighty testimony of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. He is one of my heroes and Joan is too!

A few notes about some of Ralph's accomplishments:
  • Young Elder missionary in Samoa (LDS Church)
  • Vocal music teacher, Granite Park Jr. High School (3 years)
  • Music director, Granite High School (6 years). He taught with passion and humor and in a way he probably couldn't today - he taught values, put his arms around struggling students and lovingly advised them. He also teased them and cried with them.
  • Married Joan Williams - six children - David, Scott, Steven, Becky, Mary & Adam.
  • Popular speaker at firesides, M-Men and Gleaner programs.
  • Played widower, Fennely Parsons in Promised Valley for many years in outdoor theater by the Temple. The play was written by Crawford Gates for the 1947 Centennial celebration of the pioneer entrance into the Salt Lake Valley. Joan played his wife and his three oldest children played their youngest. Summer performances were attended by millions of Temple Square visitors. (his wife, Joan, played small part as his new wife at the end of the show and his oldest three sons played his sons so it was a family venture)
  • Wrote play, Don't Forget to Remember and Joseph and Mary, A Love Story
  • Wrote music for LDS youth, I Feel My Savior's Love
  • Member of YMMIA General Board (LDS Program for young men)
  • Served on the General Church Music Committee & General Church Pageant Committee
  • Sang in Tabernacle Choir with his wife, Joan
  • Mission President - Samoa Apia mission at age 35
  • Director of Polynesian Cultural Center (also wrote program and had been on the board of directors for eight years prior).
  • Traveled extensively to the People's Republic of China to help them create a cultural center and training exchange program in cooperation with the Polynesian Cultural Center.
  • Performer in many musicals in the Salt Lake Valley
  • Memorable roles include Tevye in Fiddler on the Roof, Ebenezer Scrooge in A Christmas Carol and Charlie Brown in You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown
  • Manager of the Promised Valley Playhouse (theatre restored to replace the outdoor theater and to provide year-round musical performance opportunities)
  • Wrote lyrics for oratorio, Moroni, and III Nephi, Joseph, and Hear Ye Him.
  • Co-creator of Pages Lane Theater and Performing Arts School with Beverly Olsen, his sister, Margo Beecher, and his wife, Joan. (Theater was later renamed in his honor, Rodgers Memorial Theater, it was donated by the family to the Centerville Performing Arts Corporation)
  • Co-chair with wife, Joan of the Utah Statehood Centennial Gala (1/4/1996) just before his death on May 6, 1996 at the age of 60.
This man touched my life, and that of my family as well.

Click on the title of this post to read an amazing experience he had as a young missionary in Samoa which displayed Christ-like love and service given to him, who was there to serve. He told the story many times and never without crying as he told it.

He wrote a song about Joseph Smith, a tribute to mothers.

I Went Home

It was there in my home that I learned long ago
The lessons that carried me through
All the trials and strife that stood in my path
As from child to man I grew.

It was there in my home that I learned how to play,
How to work and the meaning of love.
I learned from example the power of prayer.
I grew close to my Father above.

I remember the nights with my family so close,
How we laughed, how we sang, how we prayed.
I learned from my family the lessons of life.
And I grew with my mind unafraid.

Then on that clear spring morning
I went to the grove as a youth.
I needed to have an answer.
I went in search of truth.

And after that glorious moment,
When they had talked to me,
I rose from my knees, I ran up the path,
I wanted the world to see

That the lessons I’d learned through those fourteen years
Were not meant for me alone.
I knew what to do, I knew where to go.
I went home, I went home, I went home.

By Ralph G. Rodgers, Jr.

(Based on a talk by Elder Marvin J. Ashton)