Over 25 years ago, I had the pleasure—and honor—of working with Sam Elliott on a project. While it was one of the worst jobs of my life, getting to know the man, even just a little, was a silver lining I’ll always cherish.
Watching how Sam navigated one of the biggest “clusterfucks” either of us had ever seen helped me survive that production. I wouldn’t call us friends, but we did become more than mere coworkers. We became film/tv “war buddies,” surviving nine weeks of a grueling, hellish shoot together.