In reminiscing about my beginnings, and high school theatre for me in general I recalled one of my very favorite things about that experience.
My introduction to the superstition of theatre. Superstition being one of the wonderful traits of all religions that have past their prime.
Of course Macbeth was explained to me almost immediately (Fair thoughts and happy hours attend on thee!). But it was the superstition particular to our school that has stuck with me all this time.
The auditorium at Salem High School was provided by the father of Mr. Seifert, mentioned in my previous post. Charles Seifert was the owner of the local Coca Cola bottling facility.
With his on manning the helm of the auditorium that he paid for the rumor spread that 'Charley' haunted the theatre and bedeviled the shows. He could only be placated by placing a six pack of Coke in the loft prior to dress rehearsal, and leaving it there throughout the run.
As a lover of ritual from way back this tickled me to no end.
As did the secondary ritual of beginning any celebration with a Loft Coke should you rank sufficiently to receive one.
We need more rituals in my theatre life...