Upon a Clothesline". I didn’t even breathe during the entire performance.
My next theatre adventure came in the 3rd grade when my best friend, who had the lead in the school play, became mysteriously ill the day of the show. Our teacher, Mrs. Clark, asked if anyone could learn the entire play in 2 hours. I said “I can do that!” And it went off without a hitch.
I “dreamed a dream” as time went by of other careers besides archeology: an architect, a cosmetologist and an operatic costume designer. While dreaming, suburbia kept life "very middle class and very straight.” My parents kept me on track to becoming the quintessential son: a doctor or lawyer.
At the start of 10th grade, I decided to become an accountant. I was good at it and it was easy. According to my parents, I needed more extracurricular activities for college applications. But for some reason I kept putting off joining anything.
Then one day my mom made me promise that I was going to “…get up, get out, and do it”. So what ever club that had a meeting that day, I would become a member.
In home room that morning, I listened to the announcements. There was only one assembly that day:
The Drama Club.
I was born and raised in upstate New York “some place near Buffalo…” At an early age I knew that there’s “…gotta be more than a one light town where the light is always red.” While digging in the back yard looking for diamonds at age five, I announced to my dad that when I grew up I wanted to be an archeologist.
At 6 years old, my mom took me to see my first play: "Once