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she's perfect. Every toe. Every finger. Perfect."We vowed that we would be friends for life.The next week, my staff and I had beenworking around the clock for three days. I toldEllis Rabb, the head of the APA, that we had totake some time off. He said he wanted the set thatwe were working on in place by 8am the nextmorning. I told him to go fuck himself. He firedme.again.Ed Flanders and I never saw each otherAs it turned out, Michele had a problem.After her birth in the hospital, she would not eat.She was tube fed for a week before she wasreleased from the hospital. The doctor's lastwords were, "Don't worry. She will always bepetite, but mentally she'll be fine."Joan, Michele and I returned to NewYork. Once again I said to hell with thisproducing shit. I'm an actor. I'm going to be astar. We got back to New York and, as you mightguess, I got a job at a photo lab.I had often tried to get an audition withJoseph Papp for Shakespeare in the Park. All ofmy pictures and resumes had been ignored, and Icould not find an agent to submit me. I had to do121