Mark Schwahn is the creator, head
writer, and executive producer of One Tree Hill, a television series entering
its ninth and final season tonight. Though many creators move on after their
show is established, Mark chose to stay true to the story he built about two
half-brothers, a bitter father, and the redemption that happened in a little
North Carolina town called Tree Hill. This is my letter of thank you to him…
Dear Mark,
You always said you set out to make “someone’s favorite
show.” Thank you for making mine.
Before I get too far, I need to offer you an apology. I
didn’t watch the first season when it aired on television. I boycotted it
because I didn’t believe another drama, after Dawson’s Creek was filmed in
Wilmington, should be set in North Carolina, with similar landscape and recognizable
filming locations. I was wrong.
At the beginning of season two, my husband started graduate
classes on Tuesday nights. After my daughter fell asleep, I slipped off to visit
a town named Tree Hill. At first, I didn’t know what I was watching. But I soon
grew to love a show where lines from great literary works pulled me into a redemptive
story, one that faithfully reminded its viewers why sons need good fathers and why
when they don’t have them, someone must pick up the task.
On your show, you honored life by treating babies in the
womb as human beings. You fought for marriage by way of a couple named Nathan
and Haley. You invited us to see women to be more than objects or sizes, even
when the network pushed and shoved you toward the contrary. You said all those
short, tight outfits they insisted on using were merely "a smoke screen" compared
to the heart of the show. You knew the story you had to tell.
In most television shows, I identify with one main character.
In your show I identify with five. Or six. Or seven. Honestly, I don’t really
know how many. Over the years, I lost count. Your characters wrestle with understandable
dreams and disappointments, and I see a piece of myself in each one of them.
Thank you also for providing me with a beautiful soundtrack
to put to almost a decade of my life. I didn’t know I could love music so much
until you (with the help of music supervisor Lindsay Wolfington) used it so
powerfully on your show. And all those other shows using the familiar “coda” at
the end now? I know it’s because of you. You consistently did it well.
Speaking of paving the way, thank you for skipping the
boring college years and getting on with the show. You made “what if?” happen,
and it allowed those of us not in our teen years to identify with a group of
young adults trying to build families and careers. You mirrored our own
struggles to not allow the “sins of the fathers” to continue in our own lives.
You helped your characters form friendships in new and different ways, just as
we were doing.
Each year, the network asked, “Should there be another
season of One Tree Hill?” You never doubted. You loved your show. You were always ready with more stories to unfold.
We believed in you. After all, only the fans of One Tree
Hill would launch a campaign to mail pieces of trees to network president Dawn
Ostroff when the show’s fate was unsure around season four or five. After a couple more seasons, even ol’
Dawn admitted only you could pull off more than one psycho stalker rolling into
one small town. It’s true. Only you. You gave us three.
With that many psychos showing up, I have to admit sometimes
things got silly. I kept watching though. Something makes me think you enjoyed creating
the crazy, outlandish excitement. You know, for fun. Yet, you always returned
to the heart of your story. A story you told with great continuity and passion.
The critics were never fans. It’s too bad because I think
you offered something unique through your show, and I look forward to your
future projects.
So, I’m here today, at the beginning of the final season of
One Tree Hill, to say, “Thank you.” Thank you for creating my favorite show.
You did exactly what you set out to do.
Sincerely,
Rebecca Stone
1 comment:
Such a delightful read, Becca! I laughed aloud when reading, “… only you could pull off more than one psycho stalker rolling into one small town. It’s true. Only you. You gave us three.” Part of me believes it’s entirely plausible, because it’s after all, North Carolina— my home.
You’ve motivated me to start watching it. Late, but still.
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