Breaking Point is a local act. They may have done some traveling but as far as I know they never really were part of a circuit. Their show was an acrobatic/comedy/skit show, and Mitt and Judah worked so well with one another that you couldn't help but smile and have a good time. They just had so much fun up on stage, interacting with each other and their audience.
Not to pull back the veil too much, but at the end of most days many of the actors in the street cast get together backstage to allow traffic to filter out of the festival. We spend that time talking about what happened that day and sharing jokes and stories. While there are many stage acts that work with the festival, Mitt and Judah were the only two stage performers who regularly visited with the street cast. Most of the stage acts have their own post-show rituals and habits separate from the rest of us.
But Mitt and Judah would come back and hang out with us. We'd tell jokes to each other. Mitt always had a smile on his face and the spark of mischief in his eyes. That's when you knew that the Mitt up on stage wasn't an act -- that was Mitt. He was a vibrant, goofy, humble and insanely talented man. You'd never think he was a world record holder in martial arts competitions because he wasn't the type of person to talk about his own accomplishments. Instead he'd crack an incredibly goofy joke or make an atrocious pun. Considering that's my sense of humor, I appreciated the hell out of him.
Our festival has suffered a tremendous loss. But moreover, the world has suffered a loss. Mitt was kind, funny, dedicated and friendly. A medic in the National Guard. A pre-med student. A martial arts instructor. A stage performer. He reveled in bringing joy to others. If there were more people like him around, it would be a far merrier world.
