Early one morning in 1967, I awoke to discover that I was going to be in a movie. The plot and my character were explained to me and I was thrilled beyond belief. I couldn't wait to get on my "ghoul" makeup (no one referred to us as "zombies" - that term came later) and start chomping on people! No one at school believed me, of course, because this wasn't Hollywood and everyone just knew that movies were only made there. Anyway, long story short, I became a ghoul, the big kids tormented me, and I ate them. I am now respected and feared in the neighborhood where I grew up.
My life and my focus have changed considerably in the last couple of years, and though I still treasure meeting fans of the genre, I don't do as many conventions as I used to.
I hope this has been somewhat informative and has answered some of the questions my FAQ didn't address. If you feel a burning need to delve further into my personal/professional life, ask away, but be forewarned: Depending on the nature of the question, I may just tell you it's none of your business. Tactfully, of course.
Chomping human flesh
Cannibal infection spreads