The last job I applied for was to be a bus driver for the Chicago Transit Authority in 1957.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
In March 2005, I was appointed to the board of the Santa Barbara metro transit district. I was incredibly optimistic about how public transportation can be the solution to help people live in the city and not need a car.
After three years in Chicago, I decided to call it a career.
The year the bus drivers went on strike in Pittsburgh, I was twenty-three and living on the edge of the city in a neighborhood that was on the verge of becoming a ghetto. I had just been fired from a good job as a cartographer in a design studio where I had worked for about four months.
I remember somebody came in with Chicago Transit Authority, and we listened to it one time.
I moved to Chicago in 1980 to go to college.
My first job was with an auto plant, Kansas City - they treated you like slaves. From there I went back to Chicago, worked in steel mills, drove a cab, stuff like that.
My first job was at a Chicago night club called Mr. Kelly's.
I finished law school in '56, but I was working two jobs.
In 1958, I came to Chicago where I have remained.
From 1965 to 1974, I served the best possible apprenticeship for an actor. I learned firsthand how a truck driver lives, what a bartender does, how a salesman thinks. I had to make a life inside those jobs, not just pretend.