To My Fans… Thank You!
Today is a new day! I, Shemar Franklin Moore, am finally and officially a part of the social networking world. Yes, it’s REALLY me! I’ve sat back and watched the imposters, imitators, and haters try to exploit me over the years by creating websites and pages pretending to be me. I finally said to myself, enough is enough! I deserve better and most importantly, my fans deserve the best from me.
I’ve been in the acting game professionally for 19 years now and I am truly living out and fulfilling my dream. It flat out wouldn’t have been possible without my own belief in me, the years of support from family, true friends, and ALL OF YOU FANS all over the world. I guess I should give some credit to my Agents, Lawyers, Managers, Publicists, Assistants, and my acting coach as well…LOL!! The fact that almost 20 years have gone by since I first walked onto the set of The Young And The Restless is kind of crazy for me to think about. I am very proud and feel extremely fortunate to have experienced and accomplished all that I have thus far in my career. From “Y+R” to “Soul Train” to movies such as “ The Brothers” and “ Diary Of A Mad Black Woman” and for the last 8 years chasing down serial criminals as FBI Agent Derek Morgan on CBS Television’s “ Criminal Minds” and a bunch of other stuff in between.
So anyway, here I am ready to Post, Tweet, and Instagram with you, my friends and fans, to let you all know how much I appreciate your support and enthusiasm behind my dream and me. I also want to keep you all in the loop of what’s going on in my life and career these days in my own words. For those of you who have been following my career over the years, Thank You!
Shemar = Harmony
Many of you may already be aware of these facts about me but for you newer fans and supporters, let me introduce myself a little bit. My birth name is Shemar Franklin Moore, I was born in Oakland, California. My birthday is April 20. I am biracial. I am half black and half white with a bunch of other stuff mixed in. French Canadian (my grandmother on my mother’s side was born in Quebec City just outside Montreal) and I have a dose of Cherokee Indian and Irish blood running through me as well.
My mother is white and my father is black. My name is a combination of my parent’s first names. My father’s name is Sherrod and my mother’s name is Marilyn so they decided to take the first three letters off of each of their first names. They took the “She..” from Sherrod and the “Mar..” from Marilyn and came up with me, Shemar. The late sixties and early seventies was a very trendy time for interracial relations, but it wasn’t widely socially accepted. Both my parents were very strong -minded individuals and took pride in thinking outside of the box so to speak. They simply fell in love and regardless of the turbulent racial tensions and injustices of the time, they stood strong for each other and created me. My parents wanted my name to represent the union of their love and character.
They didn’t want me to have to pick a side – my black side or my white side. They felt I deserved to embrace both. They thought by blending their names together to make mine, it would represent the harmony of my black and white heritage. So, if you look my name up in a dictionary, it has no meaning. But, as corny as it may sound, I like to believe that my name means “Harmony”.
I am well aware, especially in this country, that I am perceived and viewed as a black man because of the color of my skin. I am extremely proud to be black and of my heritage. Yet I am just as proud to embrace the white side of me. In a perfect world, my wish is for people to see past color stereotypes and simply look at the character and personality of a person.
When I was six months old, my parents and I moved out of the country for the following 6 years of my life. My parents felt it was too difficult for us to survive as a family while the Civil Rights Movement was so prevalent. My mother was highly educated and was able to find job opportunities as a teacher overseas.
For the first three years of my life (1970 – 73), I lived in Denmark, a Danish speaking country. Technically, my first language was Danish. My mother quickly became fluent in the language, while I learned the basics like, “ Mommy.. I’m hungry.. My diaper’s dirty.. Pick me up..” LOL!! After Denmark, my parents separated. My father moved back t the U.S. and my mother transferred teaching jobs. We moved to Bahrain (1973 – 76), an Arab island in the Middle East. My mother enrolled me in a British private school while we were in Bahrain just so I could learn to speak English knowing that eventually she would want to raise me in the U.S.
In my years overseas, my mother and I traveled and visited places such as Germany, London, Pakistan, The Virgin Islands, Ghana, and Greece. I was too young to remember many details of our travels, but I have many picture albums to refer to. I have pictures of me on Camels, standing next to the Pyramids in Egypt and running around in the villages of Ghana in my Fruit of the Loom Underwear with my big o’l lopsided afro. I truly feel that living overseas and being exposed to so many different cultures helped me maintain an open mind and helped shape the man that I’ve become, the way I see the world, my place in it, and the way I relate to people.
My mother and I moved back to the U.S. when I was a little over 6 years old. I spent my first two years in Boston, Massachusetts close to my mother’s side of the family where I learned about Santa Claus, The Easter Bunny, Halloween, and learned how to play baseball. As a child up through college, my biggest dream was to play professional baseball for either the Oakland A’s or the Boston Red Sox. I ultimately spent the majority of my childhood growing up in different parts of Northern California. Sports, making friends, girls, and school were my everything as a young teeny bopper. I attended Henry M. Gunn High School in Palo Alto, California and I later graduated from Santa Clara University in Northern California where I majored in Communication, minored in Theater Arts, and played four years of Division One Varsity Baseball. I was a Pitcher and an Outfielder. I became a very good baseball player and thought that playing professional baseball might become my reality, but an injury in college took that dream away.
After several years of catalogue modeling during and after college mixed with my theater arts training, inspired me to take a leap of faith and attempt to pursue a modeling and commercial acting career in the fashion capital of the world, New York City. I received a serious reality check! Nobody seemed to want to take my picture let alone hire me as a model. I was broke and forced to work at a very popular coffee shop at 14th Street and Union Square in Manhattan. I served coffee by night and ran the New York City streets by day trying to get modeling gigs and auditions. Often it seemed I was fooling myself, being unrealistic about my career goals and simply wasting my time. But, I’m a mix of Aries and Taurus, so I am a stubborn son of a gun who refuses to fail at anything I put my heart and mind to.
My “Big Break” came from a shaving ad that I was hired to do for GQ Magazine. Another more well known model wasn’t available and someone decided that I looked similar to that model, so GQ Magazine hired me to do the ad. Call it luck, coincidence, or maybe even destiny, but the Soap Opera, The Young And The Restless, saw the ad and somehow tracked me down through my modeling agency and asked me if I would be interested in auditioning. I put everything I was doing on hold, didn’t tell any of my friends or family, drove to Los Angeles from San Francisco, slept on my cousin’s couch, spent $1,500 on an acting coach (Steven Anderson), and then auditioned against 368 other actors for the role of “ Malcolm Winters”. On April 6, 1994, one hour after the audition, I called the man who would become my first Agent ( Sid Craig) from a pay phone on Fairfax Blvd in Los Angeles. He calmly said to me, “ Yes Shemar, The Producers called and simply said… You got the part Son!!!!” At that moment standing at that pay phone, I knew my life had changed forever!! And the rest, as they say, is history. That was almost 20 years ago…. WOW!!!!!!!!!