Meeting Uta Hagen

I was fourteen years old when I first met Uta Hagen. I had the privilege of working with her husband Herbert in acting class. It was raining one day and I went to the door to opening it for her. She was wearing a scarf and was very elegant. She looked at Herbert and said, “My, someone with manners around here,” she passed me her umbrella and I hung it in the corner and she was off. I saw her from time to time at the studio and we always shared a quiet smile because of that day. It made me realize that not only did they make people stand out from a crowd, but it didn’t cost anything extra. Only showed that you had class like It’s Hagen.

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