"Room at the end"
Prison Sensation For Drama Workshop
Barnstable Patriot, March 04, 1965
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Twenty-five minutes of gripping suspense await next Tuesday night's audience at the Barnstable Comedy Club's monthly Workshop Production of Jack Stuart Knapp's one-act drama Tlie Other Side.
Set in the stark-shadowed walls of the room at the end of death row in a famous penitentiary, The Other Side tells a moving story that la engulfed in the last few minutes before an electrocution.
The poignant drama is its own best argument for the case against capital punishment.
This startling change in Offerings by the Comedy Club la in the hands of
Director Martin Kapp, aided by
Stage Manager Bill Peck.
The four men in the cast—it is an all-male group—are
Ed Bender,
Louis Jacobucci,
Don Kunze and
John Gunther.
While primarily lor club members, guest tickets may be bought at the door of the Villuge Hall next Tuesday, March 9, at a dollar each.
The time is 8 p.m.
Dreamstory, Chapter Three: Unitarian Church
UNITARIAN CHURCH
Barnstable Patriot, May 23, 1968
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Speaker for the 11 a.m. service of the Unitarian Church May 26 will be Louis Jacobucci, executive director of MSPCC, who has been chairman of the social concerns committee of the church and is chairman of the prudential committee. Among other activities are membership in Hyannis Rotary; he is also vice president of Cape Cod Community Council and chairman of Community Action Committee of Cape Cod.
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"You understand this is a very serious charge to bring against anyone."
"Yes."
"Let alone your own brother."
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"It never happened."
"Well, actually, it kind of totally did."
"You are deluded."
"Well, that may be, but I would submit that my mental health history is a result of having stuff like that done to me in the first place."
"You lie."
"I don't, actually. In fact, this is the first...
Dreamstory, Chapter One: What Happens At The End
By Velveteen Andrews
"What?!"
"I didn't say anything."
"How can you say such a thing?"
"I'm not going through this again."
"What do you mean?"
"All this -- denial. I'm done. I'm just going to say exactly what happened as I remember it."
"It never happened!"
"The reason I know it happened is that I renember it. I was eight years old. My brother was twelve years old. I was able to recover the date because I remember at some point in the week preceding the event, our father for some reason had told us, I'm going to be speaking at the Unitarian Church this Sunday at 11:00. It did not seem weird to me at the time, because he was always out of the house anyway. Plus all he used to when he was home was harangue me, so good."
"You lie."
"In fact, I remember thinking, it made sense that he would get something going on Sundays, because that was the only time he was ever even around anymore. Weekdays he was working, of course, and weeknights he was always at one of his many, many important community ...
