I will always look back fondly when thinking of playing the Tinman with some of my dearest friends Jared Saunders, Scott Morgan, and Dana Swofford. I will never forget when I played the final scene for the very last time on stage when the wizard bestows a heart upon me and tells me not to cry or I would rust — I actually had real tears streaming down my metallic makeup because I knew that night was our last together. Being a part of this timeless story will always be a piece of me. On many occasions since then, I’ve been recognized or referred to by friends as the “Real Tinman.” Getting in and out of that costume every night was certainly a feat but very rewarding and I remember thanking choreographer Susan DeMille for providing me a great weight loss program that summer.
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