Last night Charlie and I, along with Meg and Hope, visited Narroway for their dinner theatre performance of “Geronimo.” Charlie was the only grandchild I had not taken to see this play – and it was the only play they present that I had not seen, either. It was very good. This book was how they presented the story of Geronimo – a huge copy of a book that was in the play. The Indians came out of the opening cut out in front of the map. And during intermission we got a picture of our group in front of it. The play (and dinner) were both excellent.
