Nancy’s dysfunctional family failed the test of caring. Loss of innocence early on. Still, Nancy rose above. She found a friend, and kindred spirit in Jimi Hendrix. She hobnobbed with other great artists, yet remained supremely humble and real. My father/Nancy’s father, refused to know her. He said it would “disrupt” his life. Nancy wondered if he ever would have touched her face, and seen himself in her.
Nancy’s life was undeniably rife with despair and disappointment. It was enough that she was denied the all important connection with her true father, not to mention my brother, sister, and I, her step siblings from the same dad. She Read More …
The title of this post speaks for itself. My memories of living with my mother in Florida span years, broken up by living elsewhere several times. I remember she was out a lot. With a lot of different men. They Read More …
When Nancy was little, her mother moved often, with Nancy and her brother Billy in tow. Florida, DC, and NYC are mentioned in her memoirs. She and Billy were both emotionally crippled, no doubt as a result of the constant Read More …
In the human soup, there are parents who reject their children, and there are children who reject their parents. Either is, or at least can be, a recipe for deep irreversible pain and anguish. The advice of psychologists for the Read More …
Nancy writes “HOLIDAYS”at the top of the page Turkey, gravy, mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, vegetables, stuffing, drinks, china, glasses and silverware landed in the laps of her family, as the tall red-headed woman stormed out of the Oak Room at Read More …
When Dad and Arlene sailed on the S.S. Santa Elena between New York and the Bahamas in 1939, Nancy was not yet born. Ned had married Arlene five days before at Louis Sherry’s , 300 Park Ave., in New York Read More …
That Nancy was an artist first and foremost sunk in slowly for me. Once I’d had a chance to digest the fact that she and Jimi Hendrix were good buds, that she both loved and hated his general manager Mike Jeffery (more Read More …