One of my favorite villains in that egomaniacal Cruella De Vil from "101 Dalmatians." One statuette shows her with the ever present cigarette holder and the other is her morning in bed. What a gal!
In New York, Fabian and I both worked for American Tree and Wreath, a manufacturer of artificial Christmas trees. As part of our job, we were sent out to various stores in season to help them set up their Christmas departments by decorating the trees that had been purchased from our company. We also were responsible for setting up our showroom and it's sister one in Skokie, Illinois, as well as holding teaching seminars on "How to decorate your tree." At still other times of the year, we were dispatched to trade shows in various parts of the country to again set up displays that would be taken over by the local reps for the duration of the show and later dismantled by them. One such year, we had trade shows in Chicago, San Francisco, Dallas and Indianapolis and all in a matter of weeks of each other. Since Fabian hated to fly, we offered an alternate plan to the powers-that-be. Upon consideration, they agreed to the plan. It was cheaper to let us take the t...
My Grandmother raised nine children, (seven girls and two boys.....my mother being the youngest.) She became a widow in 1935 when my grandfather was killed in an auto accident just north of our small town of Corbin, Kansas. From then on, she took turns living with her children for about a month at a time. Eventually, it was decided to build her a small one room house on my parents property where she could have her own space but be close at hand. (This "house" was constructed when I was thirteen or so.) A few years later, (now, in her eighties) she began receiving mail form an old beau that she had known in her youth and it soon blossomed into a certified romance. (A long distance one, but a romance nonetheless.) All of her children went into shock when she announced at the age of 89 that she and her reunited beau were going to be married! (Sadly, I no longer remember his name.... it may have been Leo.) At any rate, "Leo" made the trip from somewher...
It was only late afternoon but winter had already deposited darkness upon the small town. And as the snow began to fall, adding to the blanket previously fallen, the moon came out. It was a full Kansas moon that glinted and gleamed against the frosty flakes making the landscape eerily, ghostly bright. There would be no need for a flashlight on a night such as this. Bundled up, as only a mother can, the young boy went down the steps from his front door, out through the gated picket fence and headed toward the church which was only half a block away. There was an air of anticipation about him as he broke into a run toward his goal. Some other children were already in the appointed meeting place, the church annex and together they waited for the rest of their friends to arrive. And, in due time, they did, rounding their number out to an even ten (or was it twelve?) With no adults to supervise them, they set out on their journey. This was that coun...
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