Saturday, April 14, 2018
14/ Fred Waring
My husband did some consulting for a while, in between working for Exxon and manufacturing acetaminophen (this was around 1970, pre-tofu), and he had several meetings with Fred Waring. Fred was famous but friendly, and I came along—with our dog, Poppy. Vivid memories: the ingenious thread-storage unit Fred designed for his wife, a skilled seamstress; and me in the backseat of Fred's newest maroon Lincoln, keeping Poppy's head vertical so she wouldn't throw up.
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You need to write a memoir, Susan. And name drop all you like! I love this.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Linda.
ReplyDeleteYou do drop the most interesting names!
ReplyDeleteI thought I knew all your stories. Not even close. I agree with everyone - write that memoir.
ReplyDeleteI didn't realize he died/had a house in State College! (I lived there one year...)
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