When I was the ripe ol’ age of 18, I met Richard Gwartney. He was a director in town that I had not had the pleasure of working with yet. He was in need of an actor to step in for a production of Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead at City Park Players. He had lost his Hamlet and asked if I would be interested in stepping into the role. After our first conversation I knew this was someone I needed to work with. So, I found a way to make the schedule work and joined the show. That singular chance meeting gave me one of my truest friends and mentors. It wasn’t long after that first show together, that Richard asked me about doing this funny two-man show with him as a fundraiser for Empty Space Players.
In the beginning, all I wanted was to do good work- at least it's nice to think I did. Being so long ago, it is hard to look back and remember what my true motives were. However, if I had to venture a guess as to my truest motivations, it was most likely for recognition and fame. No one would want to admit that. “I wanted to be the best, and for people to tell me that I was the best.”