Excerpt from Act One: An Authobiography<br><br>It was as far as I was concerned the perfect job. There was usually even enough time before Mr. Levenson returned at seven o''clock for a good half - hour or so of pure idle dreaming; a necessity as basic to a twelve-year - old boy as food and drink. I was thoroughly conscious of the fact that my own dreams of glory were quite unlike those of the other boys on the block for the fantasies and specula tions I indulged in after I had reluctantly turned the last page of Theatre Magazine were always of Broadway. They were fantasies because though I had been born in and had lived in New York City all of my life I had never actually seen Broadway.<br><br>About the Publisher<br><br>Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com<br><br>This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases an imperfection in the original such as a blemish or missing page may be replicated in our edition. We do however repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.