The Filmmakers
Dorothy Gale Scarecrow Tin Man Cowardly Lion
Scarecrow at work

Scarecrow
--an excerpt from the Scarecrow's autobiography, "Will There Ever Be a Haystack?"

We grew up in the bread -basket of the United States; central Iowa, to be exact. When I was just a wee stack of hay, my father would take me to the fields to work. We would stand all day in the sun, protecting the fields from predators. As I spent each day in the field, I yearned for something more; something else. I decided to appease my desires by setting out on an adventure to find myself. First, I went to New York City.

I had a cousin who was a mannequin in a department store there. She was really close to her costume agent, a funky little guy named, "Hollywood". It was fun, but too hectic for a farm boy like myself. Also, she was addicted to prescription drugs and began to hallucinate and think she was born in the middle ages ( she thought she was a princess under a curse or something?). So, needless to say, I had to vacate that locale.

Then I headed to the west coast, where I got a part time job testing flame retardant chemicals for a major chemical company. The west coast was okay, but people just think too much out there. All of that thinking just gave me a headache. So, I put in my notice ( I didn't want to burn any bridges) and left two weeks after I got there.

From there I made my way across country and even dipped down to Mexico (I had brief employment as a pi–ata). I worked a lot of menial jobs and slowly began to appreciate the simple life I had on the farm. It actually occurred to me while I was taking a nap on the lawn next to bread store I was working at in Oklahoma, when this guy threw a handful of grass seeds on my belly and began to water me! Well, that was the straw that broke the camel's back. I took my soaked self and got on a bus to Kansas.

It was in Kansas that I met Dorothy. Dorothy was a sweet girl that lived in the farm house that I ended up tending to. She was so smart and full of hope and ideas that I was eager to join her on this expedition. As for being the cameraman, I felt as if I had an eye for that sort of thing. All those panoramic days on my post at my father's field had finally paid off. I had the eye. I had the nerve. If I only had the brain.......

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