Clint Rice, husband of the late HCT founder Sally Hale-Rice, and Associate Vice-President, Development is all washed up. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying he isn’t working hard for Hale Centre Theatre or that he might be leaving for his favorite state of Montana – instead, he was in quite a state last week when the team here had our monthly ‘work’ day. Funny to say we only work once a month, but we relish in the chance to step away from our desks or sewing machines or power tools to work as a team to keep the building beautiful by completing the tasks that aren’t always attended to. Clint got one of those assignments.
Clint spent several hours of the morning gathering our more than two dozen large size garbage cans and taking them out back to give them a serious cleaning. As Murphy’s Law required, not more than a few minutes after really going after it, the skies opened up and Clint was suddenly all wet. Though he had soaked his pant legs and dampened his shirt with power-spray backwash, he quickly found himself all washed up.
That’s why I love Clint and that’s why I love Hale. Clint is one example of a score of people that come in every day determined to do what’s best for HCT and our community of actors, technicians and patrons. It would have been so easy to quit his assigned task because, first – it was a lousy straw to draw, second – he was not cleaning without a certain amount of fallout from the sticky innards of said cans and then to keep at it in a downpour….all I can say is….”Bravo!”
Luckily, we didn’t lose Clint down a storm drain or to any 80’s State Street style flash flood. He joined us at lunch, wet and cold to the bone and with a smile on his face. So, next time you come to enjoy yourself at a wonderful play, we hope you notice the care taken to make the environment as great as the performance, and hope you remember Clint Rice and that his role in soliciting monetary donations to support the theatre is backed up by his true devotion to you and HCT. I’m sure Sally and Grandma are so proud!