He grew up in a Houston dance studio, a restless boy watching his choreographer mother work while other kids traded baseball cards. In a house where his draftsman father’s precision met his mother’s artistry, he chased everything at once: sports, music, theater, and daily dance class, refusing to slow down. In 1960s Texas, that passion made him a target. Classmates taunted him for carrying ballet shoes and a violin, and the abuse sometimes turned violent. At home, his parents pushed toughness and pride. His father demanded he never start a fight but always finish one, while his mother urged him to defend himself and never apologize for who he was.
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