Stories
My sister Paula and Me by Debby Davies
From the minute I was born, Paula always loved me and wanted to show me that there was a bigger world outside of Queens, NYC (aka the uncivilized world). She was 12 years older than me, and as she was our PAULA — she had a lot to show me! One time she took me to The Russian Tea Room next to Carnegie Hall when I was still quite young. I'm sure it cost her everything she had for rent that month, but she had her priorities! And I was definitely one of them. |
We had escargot which I actually liked, and soaked in the old world, opulent atmosphere along with what I am sure of was lots of laughs. We always could have a good laugh together, even through our tears over the years. I know for sure that she is sitting here in the chair next to me as I write this, being my champion and supporter as always —a true friend and sister, even from the other side." |
My short time with Paula by Gloria Johnson
I became acquainted with Paula J Riley through Steve Hill who I met in the hallways of Mary Manning Walsh nursing home. I took a fall after a stroke and was receiving rehabilitation for my arm, shoulder and leg. At the home I was having problems with a very disagreeable roommate so I spent a lot of my time away from her in my wheelchair in the hallways. So I got to know Steve over the two months I was there. I told him about my past lives as an opera singer and entertainer before I became a New York real estate agent. He asked if I would like to visit his wife, Paula in the next room. He thought we would have a lot in common. However, Steve said Paula was entering a period where she was losing the ability to speak. But when I caught sight of Paula something came over me that I can't explain. Everything that had been recently bad was bright and shiny, and my world took on a new perspective. I was the old "Gloria" again, the old "optimistic and happy Gloria." At that moment I fell in love with Paula. |
Steve said I could visit Paula anytime. But the nurse’s aids would often wheel me out me if I stayed longer than a half hour. Because of my past stroke my emotions are very heightened. I would often cry when they would make me leave Paula’s room. I’ve never had a conversation with Paula but I felt I knew her all my life. I would just sit by her bed and hold her hand while she slept. And when I would sleep I dreamed of her and she was with me. When it was time for me to return to my apartment in Gramercy Park, I was torn. I was so happy to be able to go home and sleep in my own bed but I knew I would miss Paula. Steve said he would keep me posted on her progress and asked me if I would like to write something about my time with her. My fingers don’t work like they used to so I have a hard time typing. Paula touched something inside me and made this time in my life memorable and very special. |
Thank you Paula by Stuart Aion
Few people have impacted my life the way Paula has—my love for Paula has no bounds. Paula managed to open up a part of my heart that had been closed for so very long. Her contagious positive personality and energy sweeps you away to a better place where imagination runs wild and love is honored and embraced. I have performed with Paula and was directed by her many times. I have been a part of Paula's Spiral Theatre creation from the inception. Paula has always managed to find places within my soul that others cannot even approach. She does that in such an unassuming and compassionate way; she helps me to become a more layered, intimate and spontaneous actor, as well as, a better person. |
On a personal note, Paula has become an integral part of my life and a sanctuary for me on many levels. I always feel "safe" when I am near her and within her calming aura. I visit Paula every week and my heart aches just watching her. It is truly a cruel injustice to have a woman with such a spark for life to be trapped within a body that has "gone the distance". This raises questions about a "loving and forgiving God". Who would want a woman who has soothed, cultivated and encouraged countless people, to suffer so? Ya got me on that one! I want to thank Paula for being the type of person the world needs more of, and for adding such happiness, encouragement and love to my life. I could never find a way to thank her enough. Paula will live on in my mind and heart forever. |
Destiny by Denise B. Flemming
I’m an actress and playwright, and I’m always looking for connections. In early December of 2014, I emailed Paula J Riley about my one-woman show and that I was looking for a theater and director. On December 12, 2014 she responded, ”Very powerful writing and performing of terrible facts. I am a believer in the use of theater as a means of imperative communication about the world we live in. We are like-minded. Please stay in touch.” In 2016 I was applying for membership in the League of Professional Theater Woman. I had to have two sponsors (members) to have my name put into possible membership. I attended a mixer where I was told I had to network in search of a second sponsor. |
As I made my way into the crowded room, I noticed a woman walking towards me with a beautiful smile. I extended my hand and introduced myself. She extended her hand and said “I’m Paula J Riley.” We shared wonderful conversations. I asked if she would be my sponsor. She flashed that beautiful smile and agreed. Working with Paula as dramaturg and director on my one-woman show was an experience I will always treasure. Her knowledge and demands forced me into several re-writes. Very powerful! We were destined to meet and share as artists. I will keep that beautiful smile in my heart … forever. |
Here Again with Paula by Jacqueline C. Chester
In February of 2016, on a rainy day in New York City in Times Square, I met Paula. As we walked towards each other, she smiled and I smiled and we stopped right there on 42nd Street to talk. We were strangers to each other but here I was talking to this petite lady and she was telling me how she enjoyed living in New York and her involvement with theater. I was impressed with her passion and enthusiasm. We exchanged phone numbers and parted. I had no reason to believe we’d ever talk again for I was leaving for home in Atlanta the next day. Months later, in April, I submitted the script of my play Here Again to a New York summer festival and was accepted with a stipulation that the actor’s had to be New Yorkers. I almost backed out because I knew of no New York actors, and where would we rehearse, and how could I afford to live in the city until the play opened that September? |
But this is where Paula J Riley came in. I gave her a call. She remembered our meeting in February and after explaining my situation she said those magic words, “I’d love to be your director!” Paula put heart and soul into Here Again. When I called her and on those occasions when I flew to New York she was always in rehearsal with Here Again. She amassed amazing actors for the various roles. I couldn’t have been more pleased when I saw it on-stage on opening night! Unfortunately six months later Paula called to tell me she had been diagnosed with lung cancer. I was devastated because she had become a treasured friend. Paula said no funerals and flowers—only that we might extend a smile to each other. I think I can do that. Ah, that sounds so much like Paula! RIP, my friend! |
In Memorium