Sunday, February 18, 2018

Hubcap Mania …

For some reason I've become enthralled with hubcaps. It all began with my last car. This was a pre-owned Acura that had wintered in Massachusetts and the wear and tear really showed ... mostly on the hubcaps. I figured this was no big deal because I would just replace them. Wow, little did I know how pricey that would be.   Even the little (less than 3”) center cap for the car I had was priced at $25 each. 
As it turned out it's a good thing I didn't waste the money because shortly after I bought the car I totaled it.  Luckily only my pride was injured !  Now I've replaced that car and my current hubcaps are in good shape and even include the cute little emblem:

 So now I’m all set … right ? Wrong !
I find that now I've developed an obsession with hubcaps even though the immediate need for them is gone for me. It’s become a game that I play while I am on the road. I am fascinated with the fact that a round circle could have so many configurations. Just when I think I’ve seem them all, I spot a new design. It’s endless.

  I really do need to get a life ...

Tuesday, February 13, 2018


The last two blog entries have been about my first jobs and my much anticipated move to NY City in 1957. I am not about to follow those with the “story of my life” (as exciting as it's been for me) since my long time readers pretty much know it already and the rest of you can simply check out the “Archives” if you are interested.

I do want to say HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY to each and every one of you and to thank you for all the good reading and the feedback that you have provided for me over the years. I also want to share that tomorrow I enter into a NEW LIFE PHASE !!  

I was born on February 15th, 1933 and that will make me 85 and holding. I don't take this lightly. Many of my friends have not made it to this age and, although I can thank my mother for good genes, I know that it is up to me to be diligent and to do the very best that I can to stay healthy from now on.

I gave up alcohol 29 years ago, never smoked and try to eat right and to keep active. The one thing that I hope to NEVER GIVE UP however is this blog. I think it's pretty clear by now that I love this way of expressing myself and it helps to keep my mind active. So, stay tuned and keep those comments coming !

Thursday, February 08, 2018

1957 ... Living it up at the Ferguson, NY City

As you read in my last entry it had been my dream for years to work in NY City and, finally, here I was !  However, the first thing that I needed was a place to stay. I had very little in the way of savings and no clear idea as to what jobs were in the offing. When I heard of the Ferguson Hotel for Girls (billed as a “safe haven for young ladies new to New York”) I was thrilled.    It was in a 6-story brownstone and not only was the location great (the upper East side in the 80’s) but it offered both breakfast and dinner as part of the very affordable weekly charge.
My enthusiasm was dampened a bit when I saw the actual rooms. There were three of us sharing a small bedroom on the fourth floor; but, it was clean and the other girls were pleasant. The rules were stringent and included… no drinking, no smoking or cooking in our rooms & definitely NO MALES ABOVE THE FIRST FLOOR !
Little did I know that my roomies were out-of-work starlets and they thought nothing of breaking every one of these rules if it could help pay the rent ! I’m not sure how they got everything past the “house warden” but finding a strange male in MY BED was a shock to say the least. Actually it was the last straw and I asked to be transferred to the first single room that came available. 
That room and getting hired to work at WABC Radio actually became a reality on the same day. I took that as a good luck sign then: but, looking back at it from the distance of 60 years I wonder how things would have been if I’d stayed with the starlets. I’ll bet my blogging memories would be a bit spicier!


Saturday, February 03, 2018

Was I ever this young?

The year was 1956. I was 23 and just two years out of BU with a Bachelors in Journalism. I had worked for a short while in an Advertising Agency and a year as a promotional writer for WWNY Radio in Watertown, NY, but I was getting itchy feet and decided to head to California.

Coming from the East Coast was a huge plus back then and I’m sure it played a large part in my getting an interview at KEY-T television station in Santa Barbara and then actually landing the job. The picture above accompanied the press release which read:

Colin M. Selph, President & General Manager of KEY-T has appointed Virginia Lee as Advertising & Promotion Manager of the station. Miss Lee, formerly with Shattuck, Clifford & McMillen Advertising in Boston and WWNY in Watertown, NY will head up KEY-T’s trade press advertising and publicity, sales promotion and agency contacts. 

When I read that in the paper I realized I was in way over my head, but with the hubris of youth I felt I could fake it.  Actually those were the very early days of TV and the station was just getting off the ground so in a way we were all undergoing a learning experience.

In the long run it didn't make much difference since Mr. Selph got an "offer he couldn't refuse" and he sold the station within the first year that I was there.  The new owners brought all their own people so that left a bunch of us without jobs ... but my time spent there was definitely not wasted.

That short stint at KEY-T really beefed up my resume and helped to pave the way for my next BIG stop ... New York City !

Monday, January 29, 2018

A Pencil is a pencil … unless you’ve got a sharp knife …

…and LOTS of spare time. Then you might just come up with some of these imaginative items ...

                                             A colorful alphabet … A to Z carved from lead.
…or a hanging link one like this …complete with the date and place of origin. Was it 1987 … or 1887?

…or how about intertwining hearts,  obviously lovingly carved by a person with a romantic bent ...     

… who might also have carved this one !
Or my favorite … proving that beauty is in the eye of the beholder! 

Wednesday, January 24, 2018

Is the almighty dollar the only thing that we believe in now?

 ... it will be if Trump has his way !

Sitting American presidents do not typically attend the World Economic Forum because of its association with the wealthy power brokers of the world..., but that's not the case with Trump. 

He's thrilled to be heading to Davos despite his pledges to scrap free trade deals and taking an isolationist stance with our country. At a signing event putting high tariffs on some solar energy and washing machines, he told reporters "I'm going to Davos. We're going to be talking about investing in the United States again, for people to come and spend their money in the good ol' USA."

I was willing to give Trump the benefit of the doubt when he was elected but, ever since he has been in office he has proved to be no more than a sleaze talking bully. He has spent hours and hours of the time that he should have been governing demeaning others (most specifically Obama) and writing those ridiculous tweets that seldom pass the truth test.

But I think the thing that bothers me most is that he seems to be heartless and knows nothing about compassion. Is our great country doing the same thing? Has the almighty dollar become our bottom line or can we rise above him and show the world that we still care. I fear we won't make it in the long run if we let this happen.




Friday, January 19, 2018

My treaure but can you guess what this is ....

Although it is unsigned this drawing could easily pass for a sketch by Modigliani … or perhaps Henri Matisse. Of course it isn't by either of them but it is an original. I acquired it in 1982 and to me it is priceless.

That year my husband and I were living in North Carolina. I was working in the emergency room of our local hospital and one night I came home very tired and downcast after a grueling day. My husband, Dick, on the other hand, must have had a good day because he was in a very jovial mood.

Seeing that I was exhausted and grumpy he insisted that I kick back in the recliner and then he bowed low before me and said, in a theatrical voice, “and what can I do for Madame that will lighten her load?” I tried to get into his bantering mode and, after closing my eyes, I gestured dramatically with the back of my hand on my forehead, let out a long sigh and said “sir, you can draw me a bath.”
... and HE DID !