I sure have! In the late 1980's, my friend John moved from the Chicago area to Los Angeles to do stand up comedy for a while, but really planned to try and break into an acting career, too.
I watched him traipse from bit part to walk on roll for years, almost starving in the meantime. {There's nothing like seeing your 6 ft 4 buddy in a Mr. Waffle suit and managing to keep a straight face - nodding casually as he speaks, as if this is just another part of your ordinary day}
Then the day came when one of John's WB buddies introduced him to Steven Spielberg. It was all fast track from there -I think his first emmy was for an episode of
Pinky And the Brain. When I saw him and his writing partners bound up on stage it was almost more than I could handle. Few people knew how hard his struggle had been. His scrappy little Irish mother missed seeing that success by only a few years...how proud she would've been to be there that night!
