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My mother preferred them apples to them bananas, but she couldn't be bothered to put either in a pie.

Also: Hello, David. Welcome to Substack. An Edible Arrangement® and bowl of green M&Ms® are waiting for you in your dressing room.

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Why, thank you, Mr. Procopio. But I noticed you put me on the fourth floor with all the male chorines. Mind you, I adore chorus boys, but at my age, as I have to put makeup on with a trowel and use Rust-Oleum® Industrial Spray Paint to keep my hair in place, perhaps I can have a dressing room off stage right, so I won't miss an entrance?

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We thought we'd start you off on a steady diet of chorus boys until we feel you're ready to take on a Dick Powell in 42nd Street-esque juvenile. You've got to pay your dues if you want to go far in this business, kid.

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Ha!!!

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Loved this tale about your mom. I almost felt like I was right there - except I’d have been on the other side of the room staying out of her way!!! 💜💜💜

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