Got no pics. Didnt worry about that stuff then. I cant even for sure, remember her name. Debbie, Dottie...??? She was a blonde Italian broad from NY, however.
Another that I wish I still had a photo of was in LA. Starlet/model. Nice pad, convertible, etc. Plus she wasnt a West Coast dingy. Had a good head on her shoulders. Was going somewhere. She had enough of a head to know how much I was really out of her league.
When Artie Bodendorfer bought Bensingers and wanted me to come back to Chicago. He sent me $200 to come home. Finally, on the 3rd $200 I hopped a plane back to Chicago.
Never forget when I told her I was leaving (forgot her name too), her very candid and accurate comment was, "You? You are leaving me?"
The guys that I hung with out there, the Jersey City boys, Augie and Little Frankie Filerino, remember her better than I do.
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That's funny. I know just what you mean about 'not worrying about things like that'. Once I was on a plane 30 years ago flyihng to Atlantic City with a guy on some gambling trip for free. It was a two night three day deal and you were suppose to stay at Harrahs and gamble (yea, good luck with that). Anyway my friend pulled out this camera. I said "What the **** is that thing?" He said it's a new camera I bought for our trip. He said he had never been to AC and would definitely be taking some photos. I said "What are you? A ****** or something?"But now it's different. I wish I had pics of many of the things I have seen. At that time I had never had a camera or taken a single picture in my life. I even made sure my photo did not appear in my high school yearbook in my Jr. or Sr. year. (1968-69). I knew cops used them as mug shot substitutes to ID young suspects, and I was well on my way to being one (many times)....