Hello and Greetings, Being an actor was always a goal of mine since childhood. People always ask kids what they wanted to be when they grew up. My answer was always, "I always answered, I want to be an actor." Sometimes people laughed. I was memoriizing every line to movies I watched. I loved watching Clint Eastwood in those Spaghetti Western. They didn't have as many lines. But, the acted with their faces. Expression without lines said more than I ever realized. I would practice expression in the mirror alone.  I let that passion get buried. I became a business major instead of an art major. Art was a fantastic outlet. I was was fairly good. Not bragging. With my business degree, I went into banking. At one point I worked for the largest bank in the US. All at once, I realized that I am chasing this phantom called money. I was miserable. I gave up and wasted my true calling.  I quit banking. Joined the theater while taking acting classes. I knew I was in the right place. Before one scene with only one other character we were about to step on stage. We shook hands. I noticed his hand was dripping with sweat. My hand was bone dry. He said, aren't you nervous? No I was not nervous. I was doing what I was meant to do. I embraced it all.  I was encouraged to try TV/Movies. A fellow actor said I had such an expressive face. I guess all that practicing as a kid was worthwhile. Well, I figured I have to get an agent. I had theater experience but my resume was less than I wanted it to be. I picked an agent I saw online. She seemed terrific. But, I doubted I would get signed. I was nervous. I was early for my appointment. There was a round table in the front of her office as well as a secretary. Beverly Brock came out of her office, she was pleasant. She sat at the table. The only thing she said was, Well, let's see what you got."  Lord, I pulled the monologue from a play where a sadistic cop would torture people that harmed children. It had several emotions, tone changes, and of course, facial expressions. I nailed the monologue. After all, I was nervous. My character was not. When finished, Beverly and her secretary actually started clapping. She signed me on the spot.  My training continued. I took in and ud quite a few ways to get into a characters role. It gave me such joy and happiness. I realized that we are not made to work in cubicles smaller than jail cells. I have completed over twenty speaking roles. I had a significant role in a feature film that was shown in movie theaters, the on demand, and now free on Prime. I do voice over work as well. We are meant to be creative. It brings out the best in us.  So, what do you want to do when you grow up? Best regards to all the people in the industry.  James Lee Fronck