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| Ric's Bio |
| Working in film has been a childhood dream of mine. Now, with the grace of God, I have begun to realize my dream. I remember walking to the local theater (see photo below) with my cousins when I was very small to "Go see a picture." It cost 25 cents; 10 cents for the ticket, 10 cents for a coke and a nickel for a bag of popcorn. Mom was the bank and the final authority on going to see a picture, depending on my behavior at the time. I was fascinated by the big screen and the spectacular effects of Ray Harryhausen. I remember peeping through my fingers at the scary skeletons jumping around and the roaring blob chasing Paul Newman down the street. I just knew I wanted to do that neat stuff. It looked like fun to me. But I didn't know how to go about it. I didn't know how to even begin. I still don't know. My school years were full of study, then Vietnam came about. The country was in disarray. Walter Cronkite kept showing us images of the war in that far-off land and the protests at home on different campuses. The call to adventure and travel appealed to me so I enlisted in the service. The danger was farthest from my mind. Oh, it would rear it's head from time to time but I paid it no mind. Things happened so quickly that when it was over you said"Boy, that was close." and a silent prayer of thanks that your brains were still connected to your buns. Whenever possible, movies were still a favorite. Sometimes after work, my friends and I would go to a movie and end up sleeping through most of it, we were so dead-dog tired. People would shake us for snoring or when the house lights came on. Sometimes, the movies would excite us tremendously, like the original "Gone in 60 Seconds", man! Everybody would peel rubber leaving the parking lot after the show. Star Wars wowed us all with the fantastic special effects and it's different worlds and creatures. Other times, the romantic part would lead you to forget about the speaker at the drive-in and POP! off went the cord as you and your girl drove away to conduct excersizes elsewhere. Finally, I was able to retire from the service with most of my original gear I enlisted with. A few less teeth, a couple extra belly-buttons, a little less hearing and bifocals, but for the most part, intact. One day an aquaintance asked if I'd want to go to a casting call for a western. I agreed, I went there, signed up and left. Two months later I was called to do my first project. A documentary called "Gunfighters of the West". After that, I have been extremely fortunate to be involved in other shows. And I'm ready for more fun! Ric's credits can be seen at IMDB - Cinema - and can be found on several search engines |
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| The Lensic theater in downtown Santa Fe, NM near the plaza |
