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     Opal Kronkie, a middle-aged recluse, lives in a  tumbledown mansion at the edge of the municipal dump.  The general disarray of her establishment is aggravated by the fact that Opal collects things - anything that can be toted  home in her little red wagon.  Opal is also an optimist,  for  no matter how mean  her  lot - or her  "friends" - Opal responds with unfailing kindness and an abiding faith in the goodness of human nature.  Into her rather  strange world comes Gloria, Bradford and Solomon, three purveyors of bogus perfume on the lam from the authorities.  Opal's menage is the perfect hideout - and  Opal herself might be the remedy for their  shattered finances.  They decide that what she needs is plenty of insurance, a rapid demise, and three  beneficiaries named Gloria, Bradford and Solomon.  Attempted murder wouldn't seem to be funny , but  in Mr. Patrick's magic hands it is uproarious.
    The unsavory trio concoct an elaborate scheme to drop the ceiling  on  Opals's unsuspecting head - but she is in the cellar at the time; they try to drug her and set the house on fire -  but Opal's state trooper friend arrives at the wrong (or right) moment;  a plan for a "hit and run" accident backfires.
    Through it all Opal  radiates kindness, affection and, strangely enough, gratitude.  But the real clincher comes at the end.  It seems that there was plenty of money around all the time;  bags, barrels, and moose heads full of it, it in fact, and any friend of  Opal's is welcome to as much as he wants.  All he had to do was ask.


Tickets will be  available  soon at  the Farm  Kitchen at  355-5246