👍🏽 It is a small world! Especially on Manhattan Island! Your Dad was a mensch. I liked him, although I knew Q and B better. Your Grandmother was very kind to me. You're descended from a remarkable family, and appear to be continuing the tradition. Peace.
Brava! This is the book. Bet if you auto-fictioned it in a sweeping multi-generational NYC-Hollywood saga, threw in a few Michael Chabon-type quirky-intriguing MacGuffins, you'd be in the money. You've got names and legacies to protect — might as well magick them with camouflaging enchantments.
I used to see him at Maxwell's Plum when it was one of three "singles bars" on the UES in 66 or 67. He moved through the crowded room like the Titanic.
Do you remember Warner welcomed Tess to heaven? He rode down in a shiny gold elevator and warmly picked her up on his lap. He was sparkling in red and gold. Tess was immediately comfortable and conversational. As she snuggled in, probably feeling his soft shirt on her cheeks, he said “you are just going to love this place, it is simply the best in all the world”. I did not hear the rest of the conversation but Tess had a great entrance to heaven. Thank you Warner.
I read this every year, and it always brings tears to my eyes it’s a beautiful tribute form a daughter to her father.
Thank you so much…. I think he spoke to me while I wrote it. ❤️🙏🏻
Didnt realize who your dad was. I met him a bunch... went to boarding school with Quentin. 👍🏼
Uncle Q! As Stephen Wright says, it’s a small world, but I wouldn’t want to paint it. 😊
👍🏽 It is a small world! Especially on Manhattan Island! Your Dad was a mensch. I liked him, although I knew Q and B better. Your Grandmother was very kind to me. You're descended from a remarkable family, and appear to be continuing the tradition. Peace.
Brava! This is the book. Bet if you auto-fictioned it in a sweeping multi-generational NYC-Hollywood saga, threw in a few Michael Chabon-type quirky-intriguing MacGuffins, you'd be in the money. You've got names and legacies to protect — might as well magick them with camouflaging enchantments.
I used to see him at Maxwell's Plum when it was one of three "singles bars" on the UES in 66 or 67. He moved through the crowded room like the Titanic.
I love that description.
Do you remember Warner welcomed Tess to heaven? He rode down in a shiny gold elevator and warmly picked her up on his lap. He was sparkling in red and gold. Tess was immediately comfortable and conversational. As she snuggled in, probably feeling his soft shirt on her cheeks, he said “you are just going to love this place, it is simply the best in all the world”. I did not hear the rest of the conversation but Tess had a great entrance to heaven. Thank you Warner.
And they tapdanced together 🥰❤️🥰
I’m so glad that you feel that connection, Lisa—and dad says smoke that cigar, Ken! 🥰