One of the most stirring moments in my life happened when I was a kid in high school. I saw Senator Robert F. Kennedy in person when he’d come to Los Angeles during his campaign to be the second Kennedy voted President of the United States. Today you will hear the term “star power.” Bobby Kennedy had it. When I saw him, I felt like my soul had been illuminated. It was incredible. I was asked to write about that day and my memories of it. I took the invitation and the article is online. By the way, tomorrow is June 6th. It’ll be the anniversary of RFK’s death by assassination in 1968, just two days after I saw him in person. Here’s the link to my piece, “Bobby Kennedy: Watts 1968″:
One of my gracious and groovy new buddies here in Manhattan is author Michelle Churchill, whose book entitled I Thought I Grew Up is a funny summer read, especially for those of us mature folks who’ve been forced by society to seek romance the Match.com way. HBO executives should be reading it for a possible TV adaptation. A single woman of 50 discovers that sex is the best cure for hot flashes? Come on! That’s TV comedy gold! If not HBO, Oprah’s new OWN TV network needs to check the book out. I asked Michelle to read what I wrote and tell me, honestly, if I have any skills. (Editors have rejected my submitted writing, I’ve been out of work for one year and my confidence had taken a couple of upper cuts to the jaw.) Lady Churchill blogged a piece about me on her website! Truly, it touched my heart. If you’d like to read that, go here:
MyMenopausalMusings.blogspot.com
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As for the job search, I feel like job hunting for a local gig has become the full time job in itself. I need to rejuvenate this weekend and hit it hard again this coming Monday. Have a great weekend, my friends, and thanks for your attention.
