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The Colonial Theatre first opened its doors on January 29, 1924. Located in the heart of the city on Main Street, it quickly became a focal point for the arts. Owner Charles Baldwin proudly called it New England's most modern and perfectly appointed theater.

Over the years, the Theatre has hosted movies, vaudeville shows, operas and numerous community events. Some early highlights were: Metropolitan Opera star Rosa Ponselle singing four encores of “O Sole Mio”; Thornton Wilder reading from The Women of Argos; Amelia Earhart lecturing on the possibilities of cross-Atlantic air travel; and Maude Adams performing Shakespeare's Twelfth Night. By 1945, almost 20 years after opening, the stage no longer held actors in pursuit of their craft as it had done so proudly for the previous sixteen years. Instead celluloid movie stars captured the attention of audiences, and the majesty of The Colonial began to disintegrate over time. By the early 1990s, it looked like the only remaining historic theater in Keene might not survive.

In 1991 a small group of devoted Keene citizens decided that The Colonial Theatre must be saved. By 1993 they had established the theatre as a non-profit group and begun to articulate a mission. Their efforts resulted in hiring an administrative staff and obtaining $2 million from grants and private donations from the community to begin infrastructure renovations. By March 3, 1995 the restored hardwood stage was in use once again.

Since that time more than 350 live performances have entertained and enlightened audiences of all ages. Award winning films are shown nightly on the largest state-of-the-art movie screen in the region. In 2004 The Colonial Theatre was placed on the New Hampshire State Registers of Historic Places. As we begin our second decade as a not-for-profit organization we are proud to continue the tradition of excellence for which The Colonial is known.


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Twas two weeks before Christmas and all through the town
     it rained and it froze and the trees all fell down.
     The wires that were strung on utility poles
     snapped like a twig and the houses all froze.

We got our selves nestled all snug in our bed
     while visions of warmer days danced in our head,
     and me in my thermals and Pa in his cap
     stayed huddled together for a bone chilling nap.

The moon on the ice made a crystalline glow
     and we thought to ourselves, just how long can this go?
     When what to our wondering eyes did appear
     but our son with some coffee and donuts and cheer.

We could see our white breath in the darkness above
     and deep under the covers I searched for my love.
     His feet, they were frozen and so was his head ---
     made me think to myself that he just might be dead.

The days passed so slowly, we must be insane
     as we waited and wondered and called out by name
     "On Thursday, on Friday, on Saturday too!
     on Sunday, on Monday, on Tuesday – oh foo!
     on Wednesday, and Thursday and Friday (oh dread!)
     the kerosene fumes must have gone to our head.

To add to the pleasure of winter's delight
     two snowstorms came by - 18 inches of white.
     The snowing and blowing made things bad to worse
     and we prayed to the heavens our pipes wouldn't burst.

Pa's eyes now were sunken, his expression --- not merry,
     his cheeks had a pallor, his nose like a cherry.
     The odd little smile on his face wasn't fun
     He often was mumbling "go get me, my gun".

Then a rap on the door, and the fireman said,
     "Are you sick, are you sane, and is anyone dead?
     There's a shelter, there's warmth, you can come if you're able,
     we have showers and kindness and food on the table" ---
     and we looked at each other and thought  ---  "what the heck?"
     yeah ... eleven days later you FINALLY check!

On night number twelve we heard the faint roar
     of a convoy of trucks and we ran to the door.
     To the top of the poles, to the stretch of the cable ---
     please bring us your power just as fast as you' re able!

They spoke not a word, but went straight to their work
     and the power came on with a hum and a jerk.
     They heard us exclaim, as they drove out of sight ---
      MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL!
      WE HAVE HEAT! WE HAVE LIGHT!

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