Dear Dave Foley,
You don�t know how much I�m wishing this isn�t another fan letter.
I�m not writing to declare my love for you (it�s been done). I�m not writing to praise your brilliance (hey, I do my best to see you as a talented, hard-working, unbelievably lucky son of a bitch� just like so many others in this world). And I�m not writing to outline all of your accomplishments for you (you�re the one who knows best when it comes to those � you accomplished them). The truth to myself and my purpose is, well, Dave� I aspire to be just like you! A talented, hard-working damn luck son of a bitch. And the truth to this letter is an innocent reminder to you, Dave Foley, of how much you�ve changed the world.
I saw you live on April 11th, 2002 at the Oakdale Theater in Wallingford, Connecticut. Yeah, I agree, fuck that show� the audience was unreceptive, unexcitable and dull. They killed me. That night was supposed to be the pinnacle of my career as a devout KITH fan, after two years of coming home and watching a rerun everyday of my young� impressionable life. Instead, I spent the whole ride home crying� angry at the crowd, upset that you guys had to try so hard, saddened that the night I had dreamed about for months was over so soon, outraged at myself for not being able to get personal enough with you to express my appreciation for all you guys have done for comedy� and truly overwhelmed by your gorgeous new haircut. Really. That�s all I could think about.
No. All I could think about was what a fan failure I felt like. I vowed that night to, through whatever means possible, contact you to let you know a few things you, through the Kids in the Hall, have taught me.
� Individuality is the most important thing you can have � cherish it.
� Pushing boundaries and taking risks can pay off.
� Persistence, dedication, and a true love for the arts will also� pay off. (You�re the prime example of how hard work pays off, what else can I say?)
� In your own questionable, ass-backwards way, you really have down a shitload for society as a whole.
People who watch that show are forced to think. It�s sketch comedy with a true theory behind the madness and the endless sexual innuendos. Through the hearty embrace of the word �faggot�, the comradery of the group unconditionally (considering the fact that Scott is gay) and the purposely politically incorrect themes and stereotypical caricatures of your scenes have done enormous amounts for changing the mindsets of fans of your funny punch lines.
Some people find the apathetic attitude towards cross-dressing, straight guys kissing each other, and blatant homosexual themes hard to comprehend. I see it as revolutionary to changing people�s beliefs on categorizing straights and gays. Through the famous friendship portrayed by the tight comedy troupe, people see that segregations based on sexual orientation have no merit and are ultimately unnecessary. The troupe simply would not be the troupe were it not for each and every one of your talents, attitudes, beliefs, personalities, and lifestyles.
David Foley, you have really made a difference in the world, and if that�s not enough, in my life. From the Kids in the Hall, I have gained a sense of acceptance, appreciation for off-kilter art, a lot of laughs and a well-developed sense of humor� but most importantly, inspiration. I would not be the same person writing to you as I am today were it not for the Kids in the Hall to come into my life and give me a big, rubber slap across the face. I and the world appreciate all you have done for sketch comedy and the mindsets of viewers. This is just a reminder� because with all the bullshit of show business constantly surrounding you, a refreshing and entirely honest dash of recognition can be important.
I don�t expect a letter back � oh, stop it, I don�t. Others say that, but I mean it. I doubt we will ever cross paths in our respective lives, Mr. Foley, but I obtain satisfaction from expressing my feelings and assuming you�ve retained them. I must go now, and leave you to your devices� but remember this, please� when you�re having a shitty day.
Peace and Love Always,
Caroline Savery