I didn’t know beforehand that Irma Miron’s story would grace that Fort Smith stage. (And by “stage” I mean a historic hall with chairs lining the sides, but I think that fits the mood better.) Earlier that day, my grandparents and great-aunt ushered me towards Mission Park to see a mystery performance: Stuck in a Snowbank Theatre’s A Taste of the Wildcat.
Featuring ten vignettes based on real stories from the territory, the play toured that summer of 2014 at the same time I’d come to visit my northern family before university. Based on numerous recommendations from my grandmother’s Hay River friends, where the play had performed previously, we decided to check it out.