By Troy Williams
On behalf of myself, Charles Lynn Frost and Pygmalion Theatre Company, we want to thank all of you for making The Passion of Sister Dottie S. Dixon a smash success. We enjoyed a wild run with sold out shows, added performances and fantastic media coverage. We were overwhelmed by the amazing response.
It’s exciting to see a project emerge from
nascent concept into a fully manifested reality. Three years ago I
approached Charles and asked him to create a character for my radio
series on KRCL. I knew Charles was a phenomenal actor and I was
anxious for the opportunity to collaborate with a performer of his
caliber. I sat down at his kitchen table as he pulled out a series of
notes. “Her name will be Sister Dottie S. Dixon and she will host a
show called, What Not, What Have You and Such as That”. We were off
and running.
It took awhile for me to grasp Dottie’s syntax
and “heavy regional dialect”. Charles had to teach me “Spaneesh.” Not
your typical south of the US border Spanish, but “Spaneesh” from
Spanish Fork. It was tricky but Charles was patient. And after awhile
I caught on “ril good!”
Charles and I approached the character from two different perspectives. He was channeling his mother, who raised him in Spanish Fork – as well as her many friends who comprised the sisters from his ward. I was always channeling those courageous women in Mormon history who were excommunicated for challenging authority – Sonja Johnson (who supported the Equal Rights Amendment), Fawn Broadie (who wrote No Man Knows My History) and Lavina Fielding Anderson (who documented cases of ecclesiastical abuse).
Charles grounded Dottie’s basic humanity and gave her a soul, while I constantly threw her into outrageously uncompromising situations. After two years of Dottie on the radio, we decided to take her to the stage. One of the elements that Charles and I deeply agreed upon was the need for the gay community to shift our narrative. It is time we collectively change our story.
Think about it. When you
survey gay cinema, theatre and literature, it is almost always
associated with violence and death. AIDS, gay-bashing, suicide and
parental rejection comprise what has become a gay victim
meta-narrative. The world hates gay people and look how we suffer!
This is the story that we tell over and over. And I’m really done with
it.
When Charles and I sat down to write The Passion we were
very clear that we were going to celebrate how awesome it is to be
gay. We were determined to invert the classic narrative of parents
rejecting their queer kid. What if Dottie, as a Mormon mother,
championed her gay son, even at the risk of her own membership? That
was the driving force. From the very beginning I was determined that
Dottie was a latter-day Joan of Arc. She was a visionary who would
come into conflict with her Church leaders. Her actions would
culminate in her trial and ultimately she would be “burned at the stake
center.” Yet no matter the trials we put her through, Dottie would
always remain true to her Mormon core.
When you create a work of art, you never really know which parts will be well received and which might fall flat. There were many surprises along the way. Perhaps due to a glowing review in The Deseret News, The Passion drew in a large number of active Mormons. Every night I would look out across the audience to see seats plum-full of “Dotties” – brave Mormon moms unafraid to laugh at our cultural idiosyncrasies. And perhaps due in part to Dottie’s following on KRCL, there were many nights when our straight audience far outnumbered the queers.
One
BYU professor in attendance told us that, like Dottie, he was asked by
his employers not to talk about his gay child. Another LDS mother took
me by the hand and with tears in her eyes told me how she was a Dottie
and she had invited her 18 year old son to see the show in the hopes
that he would finally come out to her. I heard back later that night,
he did.
There are many Mormons, who in the shadow of
Proposition 8, are standing up for their gay family members. They are
loving and embracing them just as they are. Things are changing for the
better.
For far too long, the Mormon leadership (and the Born Again Christians and the Republican Party, et al) have tried to control the gay narrative. They have marginalized our lives, disparaged our love and actively worked to eliminate our rights. That day is over. Our identity will no longer be defined by others. We will no longer internalize their fear and enmity. We are crafting our own stories and rewriting a new ending.
And it feels damn good, doesn’t it?
As Dottie says, “Heavenly Father sent a gay baby into our lives as a
blessing.” We want every queer person in the world to believe that.
We want every parent of a gay child to know what a beautiful gift they
have been given. We are not sinners, we are not defective, and we are
most definitely not burdened by an affliction. “The Mormons have great
lessons to learn from their gay children” says the Giant Box Elder Bug
wearing the Jacqueline Smith sweater set from KMarts, “Why do you think
they have so many!?” Indeed.
The world is changing. The
story is shifting. You are part of that. All of us. Every time you
come out, every time you raise your voice and defend the “marginalized
and miniaturized people of the earth”, every moment that personal
authenticity informs your next choice. This is the work that Dottie
invites us to engage, “to heal a world that is ailing from too much
suffering.”
May that be the passion that consumes our lives. I’m grateful for Sister D for sharing with us new possibilities and new stories. Inthenameofjesuschrist – AMEN!




I’ve been a fan of Sister Dottie for a long time. For Mother’s Day my daughters surprised me and my husband with tickets to see your wonderful play. We had front row seats and laughed until we ached all over.
Having been a church organist for years I was especially fond of Sister Dartsy. One of my favorite things to do when playing a prelude was to insert movie snipets. One that crept in often was the theme from Close Encounters of the Third Kind. It was wonderful to listen to Dartsy’s humble interpretations of LDS hymns and Primary songs.
Thanks again for all of the laughter. It was an evening that none of us will forget.
I happened on to this sorry blog and read just the first page. What scum!
How DARE your call what you create a “work of art”? It’s not even close, but no surprise that you wouldn’t sense the difference. To demean and belittle what others hold sacred is NEVER art, nor is it ever funny. Shame on you!
the infamous Shirley B. Booth?!
Oh, Sister D.! That last post by Shirley B was hi-LAR-ious! Sometimes I don’t git the humor a’ others but that one was too silly fer words! Real cute though kinda!
Innyways, RILLY lookin’ farwerd to the film version a’ yer smash hit show!
Marvless, marvless you! Lands I hope ya git some rest! You are one neat and tough cookie.
XOXOXO
Thanks for sharing. What a paluesre to read!
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