Strange thing happened today. I went outside to move my car since it was parked in a two hour spot and the neighbor clued me in he saw the dreaded meter maids snooping in the hood. There was a letter wedged into the top of the driver’s side door. It was very intentionally left there for me. I take the letter and look at the address. It is addressed to someone in
I think to myself, “That’s weird, it must have been on the ground and someone thought it belonged to me.”
Being the overly curious little kitty cat that I am, I could not help but take a look at the letter since it was already opened after all. I start to skim over it and realize it is a letter to “Grandma” from a woman who is thanking her for watching her kids while they are traveling. Mentions having dinner with friends in
I then read more and it says, “For Thanksgiving they went on a club tour and went to a place called the Copacabana (a dinner theatre) The Village Barn and The Hawaiian Room of the Lexington Hotel. She writes, “They were all different and very interesting!”
I start thinking this sounds all too Rat Pack and decide to look at the post mark. This letter was mailed
Some interesting facts from the letter:
It was written on stationary from the Hotel Algonquin on
Click here for the very interesting hotel history.
It mentions two of their friends they are hanging out with; Paul O’Neill apparently a writer for Life Magazine and Chuck Garrett also some kind of writer. (Both of whom I have found online)
It was signed by Hazel & Steve.
1958 means they missed Martin and Lewis by a couple of years, but after a little google investigation seems Peggy Lee was playing there at the time as well as Tony Bennet!
She ended the letter by saying they were on their way to DC next.
Now what to do with this very fascinating piece of history? Why was it stuck in my car? Was it meant for me? What are the chances that "Grandma" is still alive?