I did a show in Augusta Wednesday. It is a very small town in north central Montana. It was a town that made me feel right at home. It reminded me of several of the towns I grew up in. The library was small but the librarian was hopeful for a good turnout. The pool had opened that day so there was some fierce competition. Five minutes before I was to start, a mom and her 3 year old son, Wyatt came in. Wyatt was something. He was wearing a cowboy hat and boots and was very self assured. Slowly the space began to fill up and by the time the show started, it was a good crowd. Afterwords, the librarian told me she had researched and written several scripts about and for Blackfoot Middle school kids. I am going to write to her for copies. She also told me to go to Mel’s Diner and the library would buy me lunch. So I headed off to Mels with just a little time before I had to head to Lincoln. When I got settled who should be my next booth neighbor–Wyatt and Mom. Wyatt turned out to be one of the smartest 3 year olds I had ever met. He wanted to know why the Knock Knock Rock from the show had been so mean. Then he want to know how I made the puppets. When I told him about the foam covered with fabric. He said he understood that but each foam shape had to be different because they looked different when they were done. At one point the cook came over to visit she was wearing old fashion basketball shoes. She asked Wyatt if he want to trade. Wyatt looked at her shoes and then at her with such a look then he said “No thank you. I like my cowboy boots.” When I left. I said good bye and shook his hand. It seemed like the right thing to do.
