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Tonight a star looks
back and sees across the Theatre firmament a shining
light of a great star.
There are moments in
life so precious that they linger as long as one
lives, and tonight another precious memory is
treasured in my heart for a dream long visualized
has become a reality.
We pay tribute to a
great artist, a loveable person, an idol of the
theatre who has never grown too big to play her part
as an honored member of the Jewish stage, as well as
the English stage.
She has never grown
too big to lend her support to the actor up the
ladder of fame. She has for them a great
consideration and admiration. Her deep sense of
friendship, her interest in those near and dear to
her, her simplicity and her devotion to her art have
made her the emblem of all that is fine in
womanhood.
Humbly does the
entire theatre pay homage to "little Molly Picon,"
and humbly do I say thank you, dear friends, for
helping to make this evening an unforgettable one.
Thank you for adding
another precious memory in my life.
Thank you, Harry
Donenfeld for giving me this Journal as your
donation to the cause I love so truly.
Thank you, dear
artists, for so generously donating your priceless
services.
Thank you all from
these poor unfortunates whom we try to help, whom
you have so graciously aided by your appearance
tonight.
Thank you, Molly
Picon, for making it possible to honor you tonight.
Thank you, dear God,
for the precious privilege of being alive. May we
always be able to help those who are in need. |
