I don’t have any pictures from when I was young and in the theater. When I was almost thirty and thought, “Oh, enough of the arts. Let me get a job that actually pays,” I found a job…And the woman in charge was such an aggressive bitch – excuse my language – and companies would work with her for about three months and then say forget it! But she always treated me very well and drove me around in her Mercedes. And one day she turned fifty. And I felt so bad for her! My heart went out to her! I thought…..
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- Written by: Mara Lee Gilbert