I’m not sure how it happened, but in 1989, word had somehow spread around the greater Philadelphia area that I was available for hire as a costumed cartoon character.
Fifteen-year-old me answered the phone out of the blue one afternoon, and the caller asked if it was correct that I’d done work as a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle. It was, mostly. I had recen…
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