Modern Screen (Jul-Dec 1945)

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the Defense, faded into a dream of "Don Taylor" up in lights on Broadway. Sure, he knew being an actor was a tough life. In his mind he knew that, but in his heart he knew something quite different. The spring of his freshman year, a talent scout came to see him after one of the college shows. "I'll give you a job with our stock company for the summer, Taylor." Here was opportunity. And according to the copybooks, it knocks but once. Obviously the thing to do was grab it before it could get away. But — "I'll have to think it over," Don said. "I'll let you know." He talked to the head of his college dramatic group. "What do you think? It might be a good chance. . . ." The director brooded. "You've got personality, Don, but you don't know from nothing about acting. Yet. I'd wait." So he waited, studied, built himself up in the meantime, tore himself down, waited till he was sure he had his technique at his fingertips. 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