The movie credits splash the names of the stars across the screen. We know who they are. They are the people who producers depend on to get us into the theaters. The big names. But you know, I’m more intrigued by the names in smaller fonts. The actors whose parents lean forward in their red-cushioned theater seats, squinting their eyes to catch their son’s or daughter’s name as it scrolls by, long after everyone else has left the theater. Sally Jones…Townsperson #1 Ruth Peterson…Bystander #2 Mary Monson…Pedestrian #2 The friends and Continue Reading