The Letterman video runs long.Turn it on and jump to her segment. I wish I had the first...
in 1907, Frances Flint is born on Louisburg Square in Beacon Hill in Boston, to a family both wealthy and intellectual. She would claim in her autobiography that she took up smoking cigarettes four years later while crossing the Atlantic, saying to the adults “I ADORE my evening cigarette!” (She got the phrase from a visiting actress).
|Cowboy on skates; Wade Dixon back in the day|
I honestly think I would have let it go but for the fact that old Albany academic and hawk breeder Heinz Meng did something very different in HIS review. Heinz gave his buddy, retired and now departed Field & Stream editor Jack Samson's, execrable book on falconry a rave, right below my equivocal one. Samson had never been a falconer, said things like "Harrises hawks are useless mouse hawks", advised kids to break numerous laws-- and when criticized, sent xerox copies of his bare butt with a set of lips drawn in lipstick. I got one. Obviously a class act, not to mention one who would brag about his Nieman fellowship in a hunting book.
Fran on Letterman, '89, with Letterman being typically rude to Fran. Quote from her, when I complained and threatened to punch his lights out in her honor: "Stephen, Stephen: when you get as OLD as I am, you will find that for a WRITER, ALL publicity is GOOD publicity!"