Speaking of "break a leg. . . ."

A guy I went to high school with (great baritone voice, even when he was sixteen) did pretty well on Broadway. His name was Frank Bouley, and he was constantly being mistaken for Robert Goulet because of the similarity of names and because they sounded a lot alike. He auditioned for "Damn Yankees" and although he didn't get the part he wanted, he did get into the musical. He understudied the lead. When he heard on the radio that the lead had broken a leg, he admitted to a small leap of glee, thinking, "Now's my big chance!!" He was all ready to take over that evening, but shortly before curtain time and against his doctor's orders, the guy showed up wearing a walking-cast and proceeded to do the show anyway. He got a standing ovation. That's show biz!

Congratulations, Clinton! (Who plays Clarence?)

Don Firth