I cannot deny that I am diametrically opposed to this stimulus bill that is passing in the Senate today. I don't think it will stimulate anything except the pockets of a few people who are without ethics. If any of the money actually gets where it's supposed to go, I'll be really surprised.
I have a link for you, from a web site that has the audacity to explain why this bill will not work, why it will do very little to stimulate anything, and why it is a bad idea.
The pilot of the US Airways flight that landed in the Hudson River, attended SOUTH PACIFIC last night, and at the end of the show, Kelli O'Hara stepped forward and announced that Sully and his family were in the audience.
He received a STANDING OVATION, which was richly deserved. The Associated Press sent the story around the world.
Sully and his family are in New York this week to not only see a Broadway show, but to be regaled by New Yorkers for his heroism in bringing in that plane with 155 survivors all due to his quick thinking and aero expertise.
There are not enough good words to praise this man, he came along at a time when America needed a hero, and a hero he is.
AND HERE IS A POSTSCRIPT TO THIS INCREDIBLE STORY: Sully had checked out a book from the U of C at Fresno Library. It was in the Cargo Hold of the plane in the Hudson River. Sully contacted the library asking for an extension and waiver of fees.
"Fresno State library officials said they were struck by Sullenberger's sense of responsibility and did him one better: they're waiving all fees, even lost book fees, and placing a template in the replacement book dedicating it to him.
The book's subject? "Professional ethics."
AND NOW, IF WE COULD ONLY HAVE EVERYONE IN CONGRESS READ THAT BOOK, AND ALL COMPANY CEO'S, WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD IT WOULD BE. This is why Sully is a hero, because he represents everything that is lacking in America today. He is a man of Integrity.
On January 15, 2009, Palm Springs Mayor Steve Pougnet declared that day to be "Dorothy Kloss Day" for residents and visitors of Palm Springs, California. Dorothy is in the Guiness Book of World Records as The Oldest Still Performing Show Girl. She is 85 years old. She performs daily at the Plaza Theatre show, Palm Springs, California, in The Fabulous Palm Springs Follies.
This is particularly significant to me because Dorothy is a former Merriel Abbott Dancer, just as I was once, a group of girls who trained their bodies to be strong, beautiful, and apparently long lasting! As you can see from the photos, Dorothy Dale Kloss is one of those very beautiful girls.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You can see that the showgirls and dancers wore clothes back in those days!
I was in the chorus with The Merriel Abbott Dancers at The Last Frontier Hotel during the Fall of 1953. We opened and closed the show. Xavier Cugat and Abbe Lane were headliners. What a great place it was. We stayed at The Desert Spa, which was an off-shoot of The Desert Inn, right across the street from The Frontier.
Seven hotels on The Strip. Facing North: El Rancho and Last Frontier on the left, and The Sahara, Flamingo, Desert Inn, Sands, Thunderbird on the right. The strip was a two lane highway! You know, today, it's a ten lane highway! Chuck Wagon cost a dollar for "all you can eat," and an entire show could be seen for the price of a drink. Big name stars were everywhere. It was a blast. The Mary Kaye Trio played in the lounge, but most of us weren't allowed in there or in the casino because we were underage. Our youngest was only 15! We went horse back riding during the day out on ranches. There were bramble bushes blowing and rolling down the highway late at night, and sounds of rattlers very close by in the empty land between hotels. I loved the desert and the feeling of wide open spaces.
I never noticed any rough characters when I was there, just a lot of Hollywood stars, like Jimmy Durante, Shelley Winters, Janet Leigh, Sinatra, the Ritz Brothers, Hank Henry from The Silver Slipper next door... like that... everyone was family back then. We all hung out together and did silly stupid fun things... to be so young and experience that... nothing like it.
I went back to Las Vegas in 1978 which was my 25th Anniversary of having first worked there, and I got a job as a Keno Runner at The Tropicana just for fun. I can tell you there were definitely mob people running things then, they seemed to be everywhere. I loved the outfits the men wore, those black silk shirts with the white satin ties. And those low, graveley voices that sounded like they had eaten cement.
The comedian on our show was Bobby Sargent, and when I went back in 1978, his picture was on the elevator wall at the Hilton. Really surprised me! He was still around.
When we had to leave on the train to go back, I didn't want to go. I cried and cried, wanting so much to stay. But I was under age, and had not much say in my life. By the time we were back in Chicago, I seemed to forget all about it, as other issues took over.
Seems like winter brings many northerners down here, a lot of Canadians, and people who feel that endless summer is not such a bad idea...
Apparently, they want to get away from the cold and experience 80 degree temps. Well, this is what it looks like folks, in case you were wondering. Sure, I know it's a tough life to take. I've been here 28 years, and am wanting so much to feel some cold weather on my skin, look off into the distance and see mountains. To feel like I'm out west with sturdy people of strong character, who love life. Florida makes me feel lethargic and lacking any ambition whatsoever! Hard to believe, even Paradise gets old after awhile.
By the way, not to mislead... the above is not my house, oh no... it's the house of a friend and it's for sale for $750,000... not anything I could afford! It's just very representative of the life so many people lead here in the sub-tropics... swimming pools, always.
Falling in love seems to be my main occupation, although it's not listed on the Blogger selections. Still dancing through life... one leap and turn at a time.