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 …
When Nancy first met Frank Zappa, she saw him as a man of many personas: I don’t think it showed on the outside, but inside of me, when I first saw Frank Zappa, I did a double-take, worthy of a Read More …
Nancy writes: When I was a child, I remember often thinking I am the only one on the face of the earth looking out from behind these eyes. It awed me. Every cow, every turkey, every pig, every chicken, every Read More …
This blog will feature the writings of Nancy Reiner, my half-sister and, as we later learned, a good friend of Jimi Hendrix up until his death. She sketched Jimi for the cover of his Cry of Love album. She Read More …