Please join friends and family to remember Louise this Saturday Jan. 26th (to coincide with Louise's birthday Jan 28th) from 11am to 12:30pm at the Gordon R. Howard Museum. Feel free to bring stories, photos and memories to share in her honor. Refreshments will be served near her memorabilia on exhibit on the 1st floor. For more information call Rick or Genny Leatherwood 805-496-4355
Maxwell Anderson
In High School, I studied Drama. Loved the comedies and improv but alas....Shakespear and the classics were required. I was selected to do a Maxwell Anderson soliloquy. Yikes! Anne Boleyn right before the quillotine. Nothing funny there. So I knew I needed help and I knew my Aunt was the right person for the job. For several weeks leading up to the competition, she patiently tried to instill her amazing talent into me. I know I probably frustrated her to no end but she was always encouraging and supportive.
It was a regional high school competition and 1 hour before my category came up, I was called into the judges room and informed that I had been disqualified. Huh??? Apparently, a new judge had been added that morning. That judge was Leonard Penn, my Uncle. I was still allowed to perform but only as exhibition. He had no idea that it was the same competition that Louise was training me for and he would have abstained but it would have taken the judge panel below the minimum. So it didn't matter. Actually, I was probably better because I knew I was out of competition and as hard as she tried.........I was terrible..LOL
Year after year since then, we laughed about it. She was a gem.
How It All Began-1918
It was a cold snowy January morning on Manhattan when Edith and Harold taxied to the hospital to await the arrival of their first child, Louise. It had only been a year since their marriage and they were excited and filled with joy and expectations. The year was 1918 and Harold was in his army uniform. He had been drafted and expected he would see some action, but as luck would have it, the war was ending.
The Armistice was signed in Paris, November 11, 1918
(this was a note I found written in her own words)