- Posted August 14, 2014 by
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In 1975, I was in elementary school across the street from Juilliard. Whenever Juilliard needed small children for productions we were by far the shortest walk.
One production I was a part of was "Six Characters In Search Of an Author." I played 'boy', and a very young Robin Williams was 'son.'
As I was only 9, and he was the next in age at 23, Robin was also tasked with keeping me out of harms' way backstage. He was exceptionally creative at this. He taught me how to make 'paper poppers' from copies of the play's program, they made a very loud sound, We also explored the musical instruments, props, and scenery that seemed to line every hallway. But what I remember most was that he exuded a certain quietness and seriousness of task at all times. I was only 9, and what the heck did I know about anything at the time, but looking back, I would have to describe what I saw was: He felt the pressure to nail the role. For him, the play, and especially the people in the audience (mostly his teachers and student peers) were of the utmost importance.
It may have only been a few brief weeks nearly 40 years ago, but I remember all the people from that production and Robin in particular. And it would have been so wonderful to chance meet one day, and to have had the opportunity to say "You probably don't remember me, but... thanks for keeping me out of trouble backstage and for teaching me how to make paper poppers."
Your little stage brother,
(Seattle 2014, Software Engineer)