Could I Have Met Mr and Mrs. Feore?

    On the night of September 26, 2024 I went to Theatre Aquarius on the day before opening night to volunteer for their newest show/play King James. But I don’t normally volunteer on the night before opening night. That’s always been my thing not too. So I wouldn’t overwork or overwhelm myself. But that night was different.

     I’m positive that it had a connection with Stratford. But because King James and The Master Plan were so close together my brain can’t comprehend which production I saw my heroes at. But as I think about it, I didn’t volunteer on the night before opening night for The Master Plan so it had to have been King James I saw Mr. Feore at. But either way both productions were amazing.

     Nothing seemed out of the ordinary or different than any other usual night at the theatre. But I had a headache before the show was over and thought during intermission to go to the cloakroom after the show to grab my stuff to see if I had a Tylenol and something to drink because my sugar was low. The only time I get headaches is if I don’t eat before going to the theatre or if I’m nervous about the show or anything like that. Sometimes I still get nervous when I volunteer for a new show at the theatre. But I love volunteering there. I love being a part of my community.

     After the show and as I was walking towards the cloak room to sign out, I saw a couple exiting the box office but they caught my attention for some reason. Usually I don’t pay much attention to anyone who leaves the theatre after the show because I see most of them come in. But this night was different and I was the only one standing in the lobby at that point too. I don’t remember anyone else being there. It was just me and maybe someone at the bar.

     I was stuck in what seemed like a paused movie, watching as the gentleman opened the door for the lady he was with. I assume that was his wife, I believe I saw him holding her hand at one point. He never turned around, neither of them did.

     But anyway, after they disappeared out of sight, I got my stuff and went back into the theatre to clean up my part of the theatre I was assigned to at the beginning of the show.

     But I can tell you, I know I wasn’t dreaming because I swear I saw he looked like Sir. Colm Feore. I call him Storm as embarrassing as this sounds I could never pronounce his name so I still call him Storm. Only a few people know I call him that. When I refer to him as Storm and people ask me who Storm is I just say the actor from Storm of the Century and The Umbrella Academy or sometimes Bon Cop, Bad Cop. And if they know who he is then they catch on but if they don’t I just simply say he’s my favourite actor. I grew up with the Storm of the Century movie, I love Stephen King’s work since forever and I find comfort in reading his novels. The nickname Storm comes from that King movie and it to this day is still my favourite SK movie with Colm in it. When I call Colm Storm I am referring to someone who I am proud to be a fan of and given him that nickname hits different because I don’t just see an actor I see a human being who is one of a kind. And also he is one of the inspired characters in my GBA manuscript novel series.

     But the question is why didn’t I move or even call his name? I’m shy but I also didn’t want to feel like I was invading their space or privacy. I mean maybe they would have been okay with me wanting to meet them. And I didn’t even take a picture either. So I guess I’ll never know if it was them or not. But now from that day forward September 26, 2024 I am still kicking myself (mentally speaking) because I didn’t have the bravery or courage to do anything about it. And I feel like a complete idiot too, I finally had what seemed like my chance to meet my heroes and completely blew it by being too scared to run to them. And here I thought I would have never been in the same place as them let alone the same room. They do say you can be in the same room as someone and never meet them. But I hope that’s not the case with Mr. and Mrs. Feore.

     I hear they really are genuine and nice people, so why didn’t I just call their names or unfreeze myself and catch up to them? I was so close too. I guess I’ll never really know if this year was the year I’d ever meet them. And if meeting them in this life time is in the cards. But who knows maybe one day soon I will eventually meet one or both of them. But for now I’ll just have to wait for a miracle.