AUSTIN (KXAN) - Just imagine: You're 14 years old on the stage of the Imperial Theatre on Broadway, performing before an audience of more than 1,400 stunned patrons.
You have a little curtain call moment and the crowd roars in astonished glee. Not only do these people adore you, critics sing songs to you in their sleep. Your work in Billy Elliot on Broadway earned you a nomination for a Tony Award.
Let’s stop there for just a moment and let that sink in. At the age of only 14, David Bologna, of Austin, Texas, is a Tony Award nominee.
Now let’s step back almost four years. You live, as you have your entire life, in New Orleans, Louisiana. It’s an idyllic life, complete with bicycle, friends, adoring parents, a cool big brother. As a child, you got turned on to Irish folk dancing and went on to earn international acclaim in competition.
Then comes August 2005, and a massive storm bears down on the city you love, on the home that has always sheltered you. Your family flees to safety. When Hurricane Katrina passes, you finally get to return to the ruins of your house.
There is no water, no plumbing, no electricity. Your parents keep a clipboard at the front door, taking inventory of every once treasured item they now pile high in the street, waiting for the Federal Emergency Management Agency to someday haul it all away. The mountain of debris joins similar piles in front of every neighbor’s house. The heat, the stench, the despair poison the air. At the age of only 10, David Bologna, of New Orleans, Louisiana, is undone.
"I had a lot of memories in there and it was just hard seeing it," said David.
His voice is steady, but slow, belying the deep hurt inside. His father, Rick Bologna, allows his feelings to ride closer to the surface.
"I’m emotional," Rick said. "I’m Italian." (Check out Rick's complete "emotional" response below:)
Rick looks back at the day the his wife, Holly, and his children, Ben and David, stood bewildered and angered in front of their destroyed abode. He takes a big gulp and uses his right hand to trace a path in the air. It is the same path little David took, walking to what remained of the family garage, pulling his bike onto the street, climbing up on the seat and putting shoe to pedal.
"He rode it up and down the street," said Bologna, a long pause punctuating the spoken thought as he struggled for composure. "It was the first time I saw normalcy in a neighborhood that's full of trash."
Eventually, the family settled in Austin and Rick Bologna went to work for the Bishop at the Catholic Diocese here. Someone mentioned a local children’s theatre company called KidsActing. Holly Bologna suggested David check it out.
Still frustrated and angry, the boy wouldn’t even consider the idea. He kept dancing though, and in time, he mellowed on the stage notion. He joined the KidsActing troop and found a leading role in an original work called Bugs, about a kid who finds himself in a world populated by insects. He had a solo in the musical, a song that included the lyrics, "All on my own, scared and alone. Don’t want to talk; don’t want a friend, just want to be a normal boy again. Why is the world so changed, so big and frightening and strange?"
The song ends with a soaring and plaintive cry, "I just want to go home." Talk about art imitating life.
By now, though, David Bologna had learned some things.
"It doesn’t matter where you are," he said, "as long as your family is with you." Austin was now home.
In that new home, at a KidsActing rehearsal, the youngster got wind of an audition in Dallas for the forthcoming musical in New York City, Billy Elliot on Broadway. Eighty kids, including David, auditioned for the part of Billy, the English coal miner’s son who dreamed of being a ballet dancer in a rough, dirty village, drowning in the politics and violence of a massive strike. Eighty was whittled to 12, then six, then three. Speaking of three, David was a triple threat: He could dance, act and sing. He had no skill whatsoever, though, when it came to ballet. He didn’t get the part.
Months later, however, the phone rang. Would David be interested in the role of Michael , Billy’s best friend? More auditions followed, this time in New York City. "Don’t call us; we’ll call you," was the result.
The family went home to Austin and went back to life. David was a teenager now and was begging, without success, for a cell phone. Finally, his parents agreed he could have the phone if he got the role in the musical. The weeks passed and talk of a cell phone went dead.
That is until April 15, 2008. The phone rang and David’s parents heard the good news. When their son came home from school, Rick suggested the family update their cell phone situation, with a sideways glance at his youngest son.
"Oh, man, great! I'm getting a cell phone," David grinned.
"And then it kind of hit him," Rick said, "and he was like, 'Am I going to need a cell phone?'"
"And I was like, well, needless to say, and then the tears started