The Trestle at Pope Lick Creek was my first play in a very long time. It was a great experience as an introduction theatre. That being said, it was a very interesting experience. I was confused at several points during the play and that could have been because I am not very familiar theatrical works. The content of the play was very shocking and there were quite a few parts where I was both blushing and laughing at the actors. The play was very much this coming-of-age story which explored how different kinds of relationships work as well as depicting how life in the 1930’s was like. Although the play did not try to portray how awful the conditions were, the mind-frame and thought process of workers during that time was particularly well illustrated by Dalton’s father. It’s amazing how the use of light during the play echoed the depression and sadness of the father and his crumbling relationship with Gin, Dalton’s mother. The man took it as a personal offense that he was fired from his job and he is unemployed. His relationship with Dalton and Gin becomes weaker and weaker as continues on his trek downwards. Also, his cathartic hobby of breaking plates was something I did not quite understand. There was one point where Gin mentioned she had to dig through the dump for fresh plates for her husband to break and, perhaps, they should should just start eating the plates. At some point in the play, Cindy and I looked at each other and whispered,”there’s plates on the set”. There were, in fact, glass plates stacked to stabilize the set which, in retrospect, could have been symbolic for something. However, it may also be that Cindy and I were overanalyzing the situation. I really enjoyed the play even if I did not quite understand and I hope we have more opportunities to do something like this.