FALL 2006
REVED!
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Revelstoke’s Quarterly Arts and Culture Publication
I,
like everyone else, have been enjoying the sheer laziness that only a hot summer can bring. However, there is something about the onset of fall that stirs some sort of nervous reaction in me and I feel like I need to do something with my life - like write a novel, learn a new language or rescue abandoned animals. This must be how I found myself adopting a kitten. I’ve heard owning a pet is not entirely dissimilar to owning children: the patience, the discipline, the guilt. But I figured, come on! How hard can it be? At first, everything was fine. I came home and put the kitten on the floor and he sniffed around. Then I gave him some food and a little bowl of water and he kind of did his own thing for a few days. But then the kittytantrums started; plants were knocked over and lamps deshaded. There were random night-attacks involving claws and vociferous hissing that had me up at all hours in my special burglar-fighting pose before I understood what hit me. Worst by far, though, were the odorous kitten gifts left on my duvet and living room carpet, a warning sign that I might want to consider paying him more attention. I started feeling guilty. In the days to come, I began to approach my home with some trepidation, opening the door cautiously while scenes of Pet Cemetery ran through my mind. I felt at any moment, the cat could come flying out of nowhere and attach itself to my face
while I screamed and blindly groped for a broom handle. Of course, that proved to be my over-active imagination. He did nothing of the sort. The tantrums were short-lived and the kitten, damn him, merely turned into a soft, purring machine with the loneliest of expressions. In the end, that was what got me. I could put up with the attacks and a certain amount of fear while entering my home, but watching him in the window as I left for the umpteenth time that day – it could kill a person! Hence, he now resides at a friend’s house where I can still see him and he can frolic around with the other cats. That’s the last time I get suckered into ‘doing something’ with my life’....
Artist in Profile...page 3
(even without an audience), but the men and women who help make desicions for this town, are us. And they really do want to hear your voice speak up. So if you’re reading this and are thinking, “Oh yeah, I’ve got something to say...” now’s the time to suggest a way for Revelstoke to remain unique and special. Younger views are needed in the community. Involve yourself. Look for the new volunteer society website coming this fall, attend town meetings and hearings and, at the very least, observe.
Where are they now?
Mt. Dickey, circa 1960 photo Estelle Dickey
It
should come as no surprise that people love Revelstoke. We have a lot going for us. Even our authorities have a sense of humor (how many communities do you know of that would allow a fake “Coming soon – Starbucks!” sign to remain in place for over a month?) Few people, however, might offer up their time to write the local paper admiring the town’s “togetherness and friendliness” as did one visitor this spring. This person was kind enough to rave about all the finer qualities of this small town. So I’d like to reiterate something from the man’s closing statement: “Finally, I would just like to say that Revelstoke is an amazing town and should be frozen in time for being unique and special.” He’s right and what we need are more voices. Council needs to hear the community’s viewpoint and much more from the younger minds around. I think I can speak for a lot of people both young and old when I say that speaking your mind seems like quite an intimidating action
Fall Entertainment Calendar INSIDE!
Last year’s fall issue of REVED featured Kendra Powell as the Artist in Profile. Kendra has since decided to make food catering her focus and is busy renovating a building beside her home into a custom kitchen, where I will be everyday licking spoons. You can still gorge yourself on Kendra’s delicious deserts sold at the Woolsey Creek Cafe, where I will also be everday licking dessert plates...are you gonna eat that? Heather Lea
What’s in there? pg.2...What Matters pg.3...Artist in Profile, Emerging pg.4...Music Notes, Business Profile pg.5/6...Entertainment Calendar pg.7...Scene it, Heritage Moment, Writer’s Corner pg.8...Sleeps n’ Eats, Sponsor Thanks, Revelbush