Famous Friday

I met Dustin Hoffman a few times during the years. As a matter of fact, I met his first wife, the ballerina, as well as his second wife, the lawyer.

The first time I met him was backstage at a Bill Bradley fundraiser. Dustin's arm came up and settled on my left shoulder so that he could raise himself to see what was going on. He used me for about five long minutes. I was so excited I almost peed my pants. But, being the sophisticate that I was, I pretended that it was normal for a major movie star to use me as a forklift. He had probably forgotten to don his shoe lifts that morning.

We smiled at each other. I think it was at that moment that he fell in love with me. I'm sure of it.

However, on meeting me again, Dustin played coy and pretended not to remember me. That's what the "profile" picture is showing. That's me chastising him for his convenient lapse of memory. Ernestine Bradley, the senator's wife, is listening to me bring that man down a peg or two.

Comments

[lauren]

You're not only beautiful, you're FUNNY! I'm so glad you have a blog now. I see where FreshVintage Colleen inherited her writing skills.

[Lisa]

Jack Nicholson, Dustin Hoffman.... I'm dizzy with jealousy. I bet Dustin won't forget you the next time you cross paths!

Lisa

[Jeannie Murphy (Feighan)]

Eileen, I have gotten such a kick out of seeing your old photos--especially the ones of your family. (I especially loved your parents' wedding picture with a young Me-mommy in the background!)

Peggy sent me the link to this site. Keep it up---it's a hoot!

Jeannie