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Richard Greenhalgh (SMHS ’67)
provided copies and wrote the
introductory text for these two videos.
We thank him for his contributions.


Curtain Call

   

Curtain Call (141 MB)

141 MB File of the entire 1991 Performance.
   

In 1991 San Marino High School was experiencing some budget problems and the future of the drama department was in doubt. Many former students recognized that their lives had been significantly impacted by the SMHS drama department and Paul Clopper in particular.

On June 17th 1991 over two hundred former students, spanning many decades in the history of the drama department, gathered before a sold out crowd for “Curtain Call” in the SMHS auditorium to re-create some of their performances. Paul Clopper flew in from his summer island in Canada for this important event which was hosted by local resident and news commentator Chuck Henry

   
 

Camp Clopper

   

Camp Clopper (43 MB)

43 MB File of the 1966 Home Movies.
   
   
   

Camp Clopper in San Marino and Canada – Remembered

Our crack archeology team recently discovered a VHS tape which contains shocking images of unpaid child labor. Mere children using chain saws to cut wood, Gopee clearing forests and (most shocking) clear evidence of a certain questionable “structure” floating across a lake! And all this without an OHSA inspector to be found! Why, it's as clear as a buttonhook in the well water! Just a glance 13 ½ minutes into this newly discovered 8mm video evidence shows the incontrovertible evidence!

People of San Marino, we should have heeded the warning signs before it was too late! We didn’t watch for the telltale signs of corruption! The minute we left the house, we gathered together backstage and re-buckled our knickerbockers, below the knee! There were many nicotine stains on our index fingers, more than a few beers were consumed and so many scripts were found hidden in the corncrib! We started to memorize these scripts and jokes from Captain Billy's Whiz-Bang. Certain words crept into our conversation. Words like "swell," “scrub the stage!” and "so's your dirty-old-man." My friends, we closed our eyes to a situation we did not wish to acknowledge. We were not aware of the caliber of disaster indicated by the presence of an auditorium in our community.

One day, that dirty-old-man showed us a brand-new deck of cards on which the seal is not yet broken. Then he bet us that he could make the jack of spades jump out of that brand-new deck of cards and squirt cider in our ear. And we accepted that bet, and as sure as we stood there, we wound up with an ear full of cider. He had been running his crap game since he came to California! So my friends, we had trouble, trouble in San Marino, but we didn’t listen . . .

We were backstage eating Mindy's cheesecake and wearing red carnations so late one night that the school superintendent came down. Great honk! We got into so much trouble a few of us had to flee to Canada in 1966. And that is when the trouble really began. It wasn’t bad enough that we were meeting on the false balcony and Lee fell into the orchestra pit! Harold Hill was courting Marion the Librarian, some were having dinner in Havana, Cuba, Nathan Detroit took Adelaide to the Hot Box, Billy Bigelow was romancing Julie Jordan, Carrie Pipperidge wanted to marry Mister Snow and Tommy Albright and Jeff Douglas were chasing after Fiona Campbell while Charlie Dalrymple tired to keep the peace. Why in 1999 the IBTC leadership, lead by Amaryllis, had to flee to Canada, but that’s another story. Shocking! Positively shocking!

What kept all these delinquents together? We decided to follow that old man wherever he wanted us to go, as long as he wanted to go. We stayed with the old man wherever he wanted to stay, as long he stayed away from the battle’s fray, because we loved him. Stonecutters cut it on stone, woodpeckers peck it on wood - we loved him a bushel and a peck, a bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck; hug around the neck and a barrel and a heap, barrel and a heap...we were talkin' in our sleep!

And when it was all over, we heard these words at our graduation ceremony: "It's the custom at these graduations to pick out some old man like me to preach at the kids. Well, I can't preach at you. I know you all too well. I've brought most of you into the world, rubbed linament on your backs, poured castor oil down your throats and bounced a few of you off the walls. I only know that now I got you this far that you'll turn out to be worth all the trouble I took with you. I can't tell you any sure way to happiness. I only know that you've gotta go out and find it for yourselves. You can't lean on the success of your parents. That's their success. And don't be held back by their failures. Makes no difference what they did or didn't do. You just stand on your own two feet. The world belongs to you as much as to the next fella, so don't give it up. And try not to be scared of people not liking you, just you try liking them. And just keep your faith, and your courage, and you'll turn out all right.

Well, we listened and it all worked out pretty well. Further archeology digs are underway. Curtain Call has recently been found and evidence of the 1992 and 1999 trips should soon be found. Operation Grand Slam is underway – the search for the really big one – Goldthumb will soon be found!