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In Which Ray Becomes Nicky


Meeting Nicky at Opening Night.
Can I just say, I love watching this guy perform!! 

Not the green one, the one hiding behind the puppet. I've been following his career for the last eight years and he just keeps getting better! He has a gift for bringing supporting characters to life in such a way that you are left wanting to know more of their story. He gives 100% commitment to his characters and his cast and crew.

I also love getting all the behind the scenes dirt - who likes/cant't stand who?, how was this decision made?, was that really funny but awkward moment supposed to happen like that? 

Acting is not an easy path, especially for a family man. I frequently feel like a single parent, and he's exhausted, juggling all these jobs (none of which seem to pay very well), his schedule is crazy erratic, and 90% of our planning conversations involve the phrase "Well, IF I get this role then..." . I often find myself wondering, is it worth it?

But when I see him on stage, I know that is what he is supposed to be doing. This is his element! So I hold out hope that the tough parts will get easier and that the great roles will keep coming in. 

I'm so proud of you Ray Hilton!


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  1. Jaime, I love the way you champion your husband and his obvious giftings, even though it requires great faith and sacrifice for the whole family! We are praying that God binds you even more tightly together...through the struggles and through the triumphs. When you persevere, when you fight for each other, you show the world what He intended marriage to be. Proud of you both.

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