Is that who I think it is?

We had a boyfriend in New York when we were 26 years old -  that time in life when everything seems possible – or let’s take it even further: in enshrined moments nothing is IMpossible.  That’s what we were lucky enough to believe in and experience in late 1970’s New York City.

We’re still here today to reassure you that this is true. One of the glorious joys of growing older (and there are many lest you doubt) is that you get to see how the story turns out.

The boyfriend wanted only one thing in life – to be a star. To be a MAJOR star, he used to say. OK, he meant in the movies. But when he finally got his wish,  it was only television. And he went through a kind of hell first (as you do) to get there . But what makes life interesting is the detours- the one step forward, two steps, no, SIX steps back that are involved.

BTW, we’ve got our own story – A Movie of the Week if ever there was one. And soome nights, Dear Reader,  we pop the old corn, put the feet up, and just dream away in perfect contentment.