I was raised in the Texas panhandle on a working cattle ranch and was blessed with an aunt who lived in Dallas and who decided she was gonna drag me to everything "artistic" she could: productions of AIDA at the Fort Worth Grand Opera that was performed in no less than four languages (You hadda be there), season after season of Casa Manana in Ft Worth and the Dallas Summer Musicals. For my junior high graduation present (and if this doesnt date me, nothing will), she sent me to NY to see the opening of PACIFIC OVERTURES (even then, I was addicted to you know who).
I started this career as a set designer relatively late in life, after too many years working in advertising as an illustrator. When I hit 40, I figured, okay, it's now or never. Went to NY, got my USA union card, hung out the shingle and never looked back. It's been a good career, and I like to think that Aunt Lee, even though she's long passed on, has been doing some discrete prodding from Up There to make it happen. :)
Sorry to temporarily derail the thread with that story, but I figure theatre folk will understand. :)
"That duck was a sexual toy, and it was on display!" -- an unknown Nashville town leader