When I was in the first grade, I drew a likeness of my teacher on the blackboard and they called me an artist. My father's suppressed desire was to be a lawyer and that is what he wanted me to be. I enjoyed reading as a young person and he used to criticize me for wanting to read poetry and about the arts. He sent me to Ohio Wesleyan University and insisted that I take public speaking and law. Only one in a million makes it in art.
Law leads to business administration, politics and law itself.
I went to Provincetown, Massachusetts where there were lots of artists. I met Eugene O'Neill there and a lot of advanced art students. I was a farm boy who was very naive. Didn't know how to put a nickel in the subway slot. Didn't even know who O'Neill was at first.