This actor went from $150 a month to running a farm with his famous wife

Can you guess the iconic actor who went from living in a rundown New York

“flophouse” for just $150 a month to owning a peaceful farm with his family?

This actor’s humble beginnings are a far cry from his current life of farm animals and fresh home-grown

veggies.

Growing up, he knew from an early age that he wanted to be an actor.

After trips to the movie theater, he would come home and immediately dress up as one of the characters

from the film, fully immersing himself in the world of make-believe.

His favorite childhood toy? A box of old clothes his mom had saved for him, which he used to fuel his imagination and creativity.

In 1976, fresh out of Philadelphia, he moved to New York City to chase his dream of acting.

He spent months crashing on his sister’s couch before finding a cheap place through an ad in the Village Voice

– a no-frills, budget-friendly “artist’s residence.”

 

Though the place was far from glamorous, it was exactly what he could afford at the time. In fact, the actor

shared that it wasn’t even a single room – he had to move in with a roommate.

His roomie was a classical pianist, and the two shared the space for four years. In interviews, the actor fondly reminisces about the calming sounds of the piano that filled the apartment late at night.

While living in The Big Apple, the actor appeared in a production at the Circle in the Square Theater School. “I wanted life, man, the real thing,” he later recalled to Nancy Mills of Cosmopolitan.

“The message I got was ‘The arts are it. Business is the devil’s work. Art and creative expression are next to godliness.'”

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