A man's illness is his private territory and, no matter how much he loves you and how close you are, you stay an outsider. You are healthy.
I'm back from Buffalo. I had a great Thanksgiving with my in-laws. I hope you had a great Thanksgiving as well. I'm taking a break from preparations for our big event tomorrow night to write my blog today about a great show opening next month with a great dame celebrating another.
When I refer to these two women as great dames, it is meant with the utmost respect. The one being honored, I actually broke bread once. The one doing the honoring is a great Aquarian friend. I refer to her as an Aquarian friend because we share that sign and I think of her as a soul mate on this earthly trip that we are now both sharing. Maureen Taylor will be honoring Lauren Bacall at The Metropolitan Room starting on December 11th. What a great holiday gift to look forward to.
I have always loved Lauren Bacall. In 1994, she followed up her best selling autobiography, By Myself (1978) with her memoirs, NOW which reflected on what was going on in her life since her autobiography and reflecting on other aspects not covered in her first book. In 1994, Danny and I belonged to a book club in Connecticut that would meet once a month with an author for breakfast and to discuss his/her book. Imagine my excitement when I heard that we were going to be having breakfast with Lauren Bacall! Now had just come out and she graciously accepted the invitation to attend and to talk about her book and hopefully sell a few. It was a great turn out.
There were 25 of us and Betty Bacall as she preferred to be called. She looked great. Was very friendly but the first thing she said when she walked in was, "My God, Why did I agree to do this?
I am NOT a morning person!" And then let out that wonderful laugh of hers! She was very pleasant all through breakfast. Answered a few questions. Mostly about Bogart and mostly inane!
I remember that when we stood in line to get our books autographed, the woman in front of me wanted hers inscribed to "The greatest Mother in the world". Mother's Day happened to be coming up. Bacall looked up and asked how this woman knew HER mother. The woman's response was, "Oh no! I mean MY mother." Bacall responded by saying, "I think we are at an impasse. I think MY mother is the World's greatest mother." The lady once again pushed the issue by practically begging Bacall to inscribe the book as she requested. Bacall refused.
She felt that it was insincere especially since she had no clue as to who she was inscribing this for. After much back and forth, Bacall eventually signed it "Lauren Bacall" and summoned me to move forward. I had both books and asked if she minded signing both. She said, "It depends. Did you buy both?" I answered in the affirmative. The she responded, "Well then I'm obligated to sign both!" She did and that was my breakfast with Betty Bacall! AND I have my two autographed Bacall books!
A woman isn't complete without a man. But where do you find a man - a real man - these days?
Find me a man who's interesting enough to have dinner with and I'll be happy.
I am essentially a loner.
Imagination is the highest kite one can fly.