By C. MacDonald
A little kid across the street loves street-sweepers. For years he
rushed out early in the morning to witness the sweeping machine
majestically brushing by. Last weekend, he turned 6 and his parents
actually had a real street-sweeper come to his party and take kids on a
ride. How cool is that?
His turning 6 made me recall the beginning of my acting career at that
same age. It all happened at Hoberg's Resort
(south of Clear Lake in Lake County, North Central, California). The
resort was founded by Gustav Hoberg in 1885 and featured cottages among
beautiful pines. It had tennis courts, a baseball diamond, game room,
restaurant, golf course, swimming pool, horseback riding and turned into
the largest privately-owned resort in the state—a place which attracted
celebrities, sports stars and big bands, like Tommy Dorsey's. Everyone
loved going to Hobergs. For three generations, it was run by the Hobergs
family before others took over.
My parents had been going there since the 1940s and I was lucky enough
to get in on the incredibly fun times when I arrived in the world. And I
still recall my first acting gig at age 6 before a Hoberg's audience.
Usually, the fun gatherings were for singing songs and even if you
didn't have a good voice, the large crowds always made up for any vocal
deficiencies—so everyone felt at ease and had a blast.
But one night, it was announced that on Saturday, all kids were invited
to participate in a talent show by the campfire, in front of hundreds
sitting on logs—kind of an early version of "American Idol." Excited
youth courageously stood up and exhibited their remarkable singing,
dancing and story-telling talents to a huge, friendly, appreciative
audience. Some of the skillful prize-winners undoubtedly went on to
Hollywood and Broadway.
Acting wasn't really my "cup of tea" and the more I thought about having
to perform, the more terrified I became as my parents and peers kept
urging me to take the stage for the first time. I finally agreed to
recite a poem, which I remember to this day: "When I was one, I had just
begun. When I was two I was hardly new. When I was three, I was hardly
me. When I was four, I wasn't much more. When I was five, I was just
alive. But now that I'm six, I like it and I think I'll stay six forever
and ever."
It was easy to memorize but I was shy and not to thrilled about spilling
my talent before a large group of star-studded peers and under a
star-studded sky. I did show up in the woods at the appointed time and
took my place on a log as my acting peers got up and sang to perfection.
One by one, the emcee called each kid up to entertain. But I got cold
feet as it got closer and closer for my debut and I suddenly decided to
end my acting career before it got started and vowed not to perform.
With the coolness of a tiny 6-year-old, I managed to slink down behind a
large log that dark night and remain out-of-sight. My name was announced
but no one could find me until the show was over. I had been petrified,
just like the famous Petrified Forest in nearby Calistoga.
Unfortunately, Hobergs Resort later went up in flames, just like my
acting career.
Hoberg's Resort on Cobb Mountain was destroyed in the "Valley Fire" on September 12, 2015. The wildland blaze wiped out more than $2 million in renovations to the historic resort, first established as a hotel in the 1880s.