Paul's email was a reminder of how many people have been brought together by this one institution. "The enthusiasm and dedication of people of every age and status in life in this small New England town were impressive indeed—and contagious," he recalled in a 2007 letter—copied in the email—to Herald editor M. Dickey Drysdale, then at work on a Chandler history (Not a Bad Seat in the House: Albert B. Chandler and His Marvelous Music Hall). "All of the activity surrounding Chandler became a cause celebre. If you said to anyone, 'I'll meet you at the hall,' there was no question as to which location you were referring. It was fast becoming a center for community focus and special attention. Furthermore, most everyone has a bit of the ham in them and an attraction to show biz. I met many wonderful and interesting people, from natives going back years to those who moved to Vermont to find a different, quieter, more traditional way of life. There were high school kids and farmers: salesmen and college professors; hippies and bankers; contractors and housewives; businessmen and teachers. I was invited to their homes for dinner, drew portraits of some, learned about sugarin', became enamoured of the Vermont accent (what accent?), experienced something of local politics—both public and personal—and basked in the aroma of old farmhouses being heated exclusively by woodburning stoves and fireplaces."
For the rest of Paul's letter to M. Dickey (including an account of the time he and others trashed the newly restored hall for an Oxydol commercial), click on "Read more," below.