At the age of 15 I made friends with the son of a photographer who worked with the old Walt Disney Studio. They had moved to Capital city, bought an old three story town house and ripped the ceiling out of the first floor living room to put in a cat walk for lighting on a photo studio below. My friend was not interested in his father's work and I was ~ I got to learn from his father and he didn't. But he grew up to be a great something else. :-)