Living in Southern California people get the acting bug. You know. So much of the economy is based on the entertainment industry. Especially in the 1960's, It was different. They would cast you right off the street. You didn't have to get an agent or anything. Someone would come up to you and offer to sign you for a series. It even happened to my Uncle Herman.
You see this casting agent walked up to him at the market. They wanted him to audition for a role on sitcom. He thought he had the "Look" that would get people to watch. It was called F Troop. He was up for the role of Sergeant O'Rourke the rascally first sergeant who had scams operating all over the post. The role called for someone with charm and a twinkle in their eye. However this paticular casting director required something a little extra.
You see he was gay. Most of Hollywood was gay. Just closeted in the sixties but still he made his preferences known. So when he saw Uncle Herman and the bulge in his pants he immediately tried to sign him for the sitcom. Unfortunately he was not much of an actor so he lost the role. To Forrest Tucker. Which was only because they couldn't get Milton Berle.
It was a real shame. I really think Uncle Herman could carry a sitcom.
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