Shepard and Dark

I can’t tell you how much I admire this man. I used to pass him on the street while I was going to NYU – three times, and I never said hi though I always had heart attacks as we passed. He’d smile at me. My dad told me to buy him a cup of coffee and ask him about playwriting. I had no idea what to ask, but I decided to do it. Of course – I never passed him again.

Ah well. We’ll meet someday, I hope. He convinced me that theater could be cool.

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