The days following the loss of West T. Hill were difficult ones. But the one who suffered the most was the one who encouraged and pushed us on at every turn. Dorothy Belle was truly our beloved matriarch. She cajoled her friends to volunteer, to give money, to work, to do whatever was necessary to keep the theatre afloat. It more than floated.
No one said "no" to Dorothy Belle. You simply couldn't. She was ever bit the Southern Belle she seemed to be and her care was far reaching. For those of us who were trying to direct and lead, she was the ever present cheerleader. She worked tirelessly to establish regular paying patrons and to make them feel needed.
The plays got produced and received raving reviews at every turn. The play selection was diverse and educational and well as entertaining. By this time, and fortunately, before his death, we renamed the theatre after our founder. West T. Hill Community Theatre was well on its way of establishing an excellent reputation State wide and beyond.
Suddenly property became available and it was time to kick ourselves into high gear!
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