To Our Rose Family,
Out of deep concern for the health of our community, we are closing the Rose Theatre and the Starlight Room beginning Monday, March 16th. Given the recommendations from the World Health Organization, Washington State health officials and actions taken by Governor Jay Inslee, we believe this is the most responsible choice in an attempt to "flatten the curve" and keep our local health care providers from becoming overwhelmed.
This decision was the most challenging one I have ever faced in regards to the Rose. It was made after consultation with the Jefferson County Health Department, the Rose and Starlight managers, the Rose board of directors, and with the Silverwater Cafe, co-owners of the Starlight Room.
The financial implications of this decision to our staff and all other small businesses associated with the Rose and Starlight Room are significant. But the decision to close our venues was the only choice for us.
If you are looking for ways to continue to support our Port Townsend economy during this challenging time, please consider purchasing a gift card from a local restaurant or shop for future use. On Taylor street alone, Honazono, The Tin Brick and the Silverwater Cafe are offering wonderful take-out choices. One way to assist the Rose today is to become a member or purchase a gift membership for a friend. Our members receive wonderful discounts and benefits throughout the year - like free weekly popcorn - and are the lifeblood of the theatre.
If you have purchased a ticket to an upcoming film, opera or play, we will be happy to provide a refund. Just call or email us at (360) 385.1039 / email@example.com
We are deeply grateful for your ongoing support. Stay healthy, take care of your loved ones, and we hope to see you at the movies soon.
"Hope" is the thing with feathers
By Emily Dickinson
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -
And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -
And sore must be the storm -
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm -
I've heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.