When I first came to the city to begin my creative journey I had to a find a job asap, the big fish from a small pond needed money and fast! On day two I became a busboy,I worked with a man named Hector(what a head of hair the man had, a hairline like Eddie Munster) who spoke no english and who said I was "gringo loco" and that I did everything wrong, after a few weeks with my new "partner", I began to see how hard he worked and seemed to love his job(which I HATED).I tried so hard to make him happy and be as fast on the floor as he was,slowly I moved up to waiter, found a new "family" of actors, all new to the city, all scared at what lay ahead. We dreamed our dreams, went to our classes and auditions, fell in and out of love, I really fell OUT, to friends and family! Left that job, got a tour, came back and left a few more jobs and had some of my dreams both come true and kind of end. One day I was walking down W 47th St. and bumped into Hector,I was still "gringo loco" (but said with love) and he was still working away, happily at a new restaurant and still with his amazing hairline in tact! He asked if I was "famous actor now", I said not that I heard, we chatted and he went about his business and as I watched him vanish into the crowd in Times Square I remembered how much he inspired me, what the city was like when it was new and how the lights of Broadway and those who are drawn to it NEVER let me down and never stop giving me inspiration to keep trying my best for them and...Hector.
You've got to spread joy up to the maximum
Bring gloom down to the minimum
Have faith or pandemonium's
Liable to walk upon the scene